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 Korea North and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fluxion to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Groovy Waters. All the underground hits.
All The Selecter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Neil Young & Crazy Horse record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zero Boys record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Reuben Wilson,
Second Layer,
CMW,
X-102,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Shoche,
Fela Kuti,
LL Cool J,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Tubeway Army,
Idris Muhammad,
Flash Fearless,
Delon & Dalcan,
Royal Trux,
Sparks,
Skarface,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cameo,
Harmonia,
Rakim,
Chris Corsano,
Lightning Bolt,
Michelle Simonal,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The J.B.'s,
Josef K,
Minutemen,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Moebius,
Bill Wells,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Whodini,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Con Funk Shun,
Gerry Rafferty,
Youth Brigade,
Symarip,
Henry Cow,
The Blues Magoos,
The Cowsills,
Amon Düül II,
Rosa Yemen,
Essential Logic,
Lou Christie,
Unwound,
Kool Moe Dee,
Ronan,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Skaos,
Frankie Knuckles,
Moby Grape,
Das Ding,
Davy DMX,
Bluetip,
Mandrill,
kango's stein massive,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Scratch Acid,
Trumans Water,
the Association,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.