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 Costa Rica 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Schoolly D to the electroclash 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Association 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
T.S.O.L.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Cramps,
Derrick Morgan,
Erykah Badu,
Altered Images,
Swell Maps,
Jimmy McGriff,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cybotron,
Sixth Finger,
Gregory Isaacs,
Young Marble Giants,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mark Hollis,
Masters at Work,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
David Bowie,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Theoretical Girls,
Malaria!,
June Days,
The Knickerbockers,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pantaleimon,
The Black Dice,
Newcleus,
Kevin Saunderson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Severed Heads,
Eli Mardock,
Absolute Body Control,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Trojans,
48th St. Collective,
Ultimate Spinach,
Accadde A,
F. McDonald,
Robert Hood,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alison Limerick,
Robert Wyatt,
Traffic Nightmare,
Soft Machine,
Donald Byrd,
Ronnie Foster,
Don Cherry,
DNA,
The Cowsills,
Parry Music,
Swans,
Quantec,
Aloha Tigers,
Thompson Twins,
Index,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Association,
Marine Girls,
Mars,
Jawbox,
Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler, Albert Ayler.
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.