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 Morocco and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the rap 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 Crime. All the underground hits.
All Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a CMW record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Funkadelic,
Nirvana,
Throbbing Gristle,
Rakim,
The Cowsills,
Brick,
John Holt,
Swell Maps,
Public Enemy,
Scrapy,
Danielle Patucci,
Dave Gahan,
the Sonics,
Pylon,
ABBA,
Byron Stingily,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Darondo,
Sparks,
Intrusion,
Laurel Aitken,
Matthew Halsall,
The Associates,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Y Pants,
The American Breed,
B.T. Express,
Crispy Ambulance,
48th St. Collective,
The Dirtbombs,
Outsiders,
Idris Muhammad,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Donald Byrd,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Al Stewart,
LL Cool J,
Erykah Badu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Anakelly,
Easy Going,
Stereo Dub,
The Cure,
The Knickerbockers,
Kaleidoscope,
Symarip,
Parry Music,
Ponytail,
Black Bananas,
Jeff Lynne,
Charles Mingus,
MDC,
Blancmange,
Fort Wilson Riot,
John Cale,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lightning Bolt,
Zapp,
Half Japanese,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.