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 Afghanistan and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the oboe 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 Terrestrial Tones to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Can. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every UT 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Kerri Chandler,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Soft Machine,
kango's stein massive,
The Divine Comedy,
The Residents,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wolf Eyes,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Gabor Szabo,
Bill Near,
The Modern Lovers,
Nation of Ulysses,
Brass Construction,
The Skatalites,
Barrington Levy,
DJ Sneak,
Bush Tetras,
AZ,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Hoover,
Mo-Dettes,
Frankie Knuckles,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Jawbox,
Basic Channel,
The Golliwogs,
Black Flag,
The Angels of Light,
the Association,
Freddie Wadling,
Prince Buster,
The Barracudas,
The Techniques,
Robert Wyatt,
Man Parrish,
The Slackers,
Amon Düül II,
Morten Harket,
The Electric Prunes,
K-Klass,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Invisible,
Delta 5,
The Velvet Underground,
Kurtis Blow,
Marmalade,
Deadbeat,
Pantaleimon,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Sparks,
Robert Hood,
Yellowson,
Rakim,
Television,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lyres,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Sound, The Sound, The Sound, The Sound.
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.