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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Subhumans to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Osbourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stetsasonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Slave,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Joe Smooth,
Derrick May,
Max Romeo,
Circle Jerks,
Chris Corsano,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marmalade,
The Raincoats,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marine Girls,
the Swans,
Stetsasonic,
Cybotron,
Unrelated Segments,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Vogues,
The Alarm Clocks,
Jesper Dahlback,
Colin Newman,
New York Dolls,
Skriet,
Tom Boy,
The Velvet Underground,
Lower 48,
Spoonie Gee,
New Age Steppers,
Lebanon Hanover,
Soul II Soul,
Magma,
Roy Ayers,
Jeff Lynne,
Bluetip,
Depeche Mode,
Kerri Chandler,
Duran Duran,
Absolute Body Control,
Black Bananas,
The Dave Clark Five,
48th St. Collective,
Rapeman,
Panda Bear,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Standells,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Busters,
T. Rex,
Deakin,
Groovy Waters,
Sex Pistols,
The Move,
Bobbi Humphrey,
MC5,
Connie Case,
Mr. Review,
The Selecter,
Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy, Public Enemy.
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.