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 Bangladesh and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Panda Bear to the dance 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 Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud. All the underground hits.
All the Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash,
Anthony Braxton,
Qualms,
Ultimate Spinach,
Michelle Simonal,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
In Retrospect,
Minny Pops,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rekid,
LL Cool J,
Robert Wyatt,
Piero Umiliani,
Gong,
Nico,
Bobby Womack,
Fat Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Soulsonic Force,
David Axelrod,
Rites of Spring,
B.T. Express,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bauhaus,
Pulsallama,
Kenny Larkin,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Gil Scott Heron,
Stockholm Monsters,
Dennis Brown,
Khruangbin,
Thee Headcoats,
Robert Hood,
Donald Byrd,
T.S.O.L.,
Motorama,
The Young Rascals,
Smog,
Symarip,
Eli Mardock,
Slave,
Pharoah Sanders,
World's Most,
8 Eyed Spy,
Idris Muhammad,
Gabor Szabo,
Radio Birdman,
Brothers Johnson,
OOIOO,
Black Flag,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Colin Newman,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Blues Magoos,
David McCallum,
Harmonia,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Wings,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.