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 Belgium and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 10cc to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Cecil Taylor. All the underground hits.
All Kurtis Blow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fuzztones,
Y Pants,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Kevin Saunderson,
the Human League,
Silicon Teens,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Associates,
Piero Umiliani,
Average White Band,
The New Christs,
Electric Prunes,
Infiniti,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Pop Group,
Sex Pistols,
Charles Mingus,
David McCallum,
Juan Atkins,
Von Mondo,
Darondo,
Lightning Bolt,
Suburban Knight,
Ice-T,
Jesper Dahlback,
Morten Harket,
Pantytec,
The Tremeloes,
Pussy Galore,
Tim Buckley,
Thompson Twins,
Amazonics,
Groovy Waters,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Shoche,
Niagra,
Hardrive,
Chris Corsano,
Ten City,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Fluxion,
Cameo,
Magma,
Lower 48,
Barrington Levy,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eddi Front,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
James White and The Blacks,
Colin Newman,
The Modern Lovers,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blancmange,
Livin' Joy,
Symarip,
K-Klass,
Organ,
Whodini,
Urselle,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.