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 Saudi Arabia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Darondo to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dave Clark Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alice Coltrane,
Iggy Pop,
The Sound,
Davy DMX,
Massinfluence,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Trojans,
Juan Atkins,
Nico,
The Selecter,
Agent Orange,
Curtis Mayfield,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Shoche,
Tom Boy,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pierre Henry,
Television Personalities,
Buzzcocks,
The Walker Brothers,
Qualms,
The Kinks,
Bauhaus,
The Five Americans,
Average White Band,
Groovy Waters,
Model 500,
Chris Corsano,
Janne Schatter,
The Cowsills,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Sonics,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
kango's stein massive,
In Retrospect,
Lightning Bolt,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Bob Dylan,
Niagra,
Outsiders,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Blues Magoos,
Delon & Dalcan,
Brass Construction,
Lindisfarne,
Camberwell Now,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
Derrick Morgan,
Youth Brigade,
Public Image Ltd.,
Dead Boys,
DNA,
Bootsy Collins,
Man Eating Sloth,
Scratch Acid,
The Star Department,
The Gories,
Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo, Von Mondo.
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.