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 Mali and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Gichy Dan to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Kurtis Blow. All the underground hits.
All Moss Icon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an arpeggiator and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Eden Ahbez record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
Albert Ayler,
Jandek,
8 Eyed Spy,
Juan Atkins,
David Bowie,
Spoonie Gee,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Warsaw,
The Gap Band,
The Busters,
Byron Stingily,
Crispian St. Peters,
Amon Düül,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ken Boothe,
Hot Snakes,
Sam Rivers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Scrapy,
The Gladiators,
MC5,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Letta Mbulu,
The Misunderstood,
Matthew Bourne,
The J.B.'s,
Infiniti,
Essential Logic,
Chris & Cosey,
The Kinks,
Jeff Mills,
Ornette Coleman,
Rekid,
Graham Central Station,
Angry Samoans,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Ponytail,
Radiopuhelimet,
Television Personalities,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Knickerbockers,
Deepchord,
Cal Tjader,
The Divine Comedy,
Sällskapet,
Scratch Acid,
Icehouse,
Glenn Branca,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Motions,
The Vogues,
Sound Behaviour,
Stereo Dub,
Eve St. Jones,
Rapeman,
T.S.O.L.,
Kas Product,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Al Stewart,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.