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 Mongolia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the marimba 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 Bang On A Can to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Echospace. All the underground hits.
All Gerry Rafferty tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sly & The Family Stone,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kayak,
Adolescents,
Cal Tjader,
Barry Ungar,
Bluetip,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Gladiators,
Pantytec,
Leonard Cohen,
Malaria!,
Robert Hood,
Camouflage,
Kerri Chandler,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Alarm Clocks,
Bang On A Can,
Moebius,
Basic Channel,
Funkadelic,
Unwound,
Mantronix,
Albert Ayler,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tommy Roe,
Ronan,
Scion,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sonic Youth,
Half Japanese,
Model 500,
MC5,
Robert Görl,
Graham Central Station,
the Normal,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Lalann,
Pierre Henry,
Joe Finger,
Index,
The Birthday Party,
The Barracudas,
Fugazi,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Moby Grape,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Grass Roots,
Anthony Braxton,
Bill Near,
Trumans Water,
Shoche,
Scrapy,
Skriet,
Alton Ellis,
Whodini,
Aloha Tigers,
Juan Atkins,
the Bar-Kays,
Average White Band,
Roy Ayers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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.