Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Lesotho and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Dual Sessions to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Bang on a Can All-Stars. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kenny Larkin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Eve St. Jones,
Peter and Kerry,
John Coltrane,
Hashim,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Scan 7,
Scion,
Guru Guru,
Jandek,
Nico,
Sixth Finger,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Agent Orange,
Curtis Mayfield,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warren Ellis,
Young Marble Giants,
Amon Düül II,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Metal Thangz,
Flipper,
Tom Boy,
The Last Poets,
The Doors,
Pole,
The Pop Group,
Index,
The Dave Clark Five,
ABC,
The Motions,
JFA,
Barrington Levy,
The Fortunes,
Duran Duran,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Lower 48,
Funkadelic,
Tubeway Army,
Moss Icon,
Ohio Players,
Hot Snakes,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Simply Red,
Letta Mbulu,
Boredoms,
UT,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Unrelated Segments,
The Knickerbockers,
MDC,
Mary Jane Girls,
Donald Byrd,
The Names,
The Wake,
Main Source,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Agitation Free,
Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars, Bang on a Can All-Stars.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.