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 Kenya and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Nas to the jazz 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 Quantec. All the underground hits.
All The Slits tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gian Franco Pienzio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Subhumans,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Niagra,
Ossler,
Heaven 17,
Al Stewart,
Swans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Masters at Work,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Anthony Braxton,
Dennis Brown,
The Detroit Cobras,
Lindisfarne,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Rites of Spring,
Wasted Youth,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gil Scott Heron,
Infiniti,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ralphi Rosario,
T.S.O.L.,
Charles Mingus,
Funkadelic,
Lower 48,
Harry Pussy,
Depeche Mode,
Soul II Soul,
Wings,
the Association,
Dawn Penn,
Matthew Halsall,
Tim Buckley,
Brass Construction,
Television Personalities,
Lalann,
Amazonics,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joey Negro,
Gang of Four,
Lakeside,
The Leaves,
Junior Murvin,
Shuggie Otis,
Aural Exciters,
Sixth Finger,
L. Decosne,
Organ,
The Names,
Make Up,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Whodini,
Bobby Byrd,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.