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 San Marino and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Average White Band to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Maurizio,
Arab on Radar,
The Young Rascals,
This Heat,
Mo-Dettes,
Dennis Brown,
The Techniques,
Hardrive,
Wally Richardson,
The Fall,
Andrew Hill,
Fluxion,
Tres Demented,
The Monochrome Set,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Talk Talk,
Colin Newman,
Jimmy McGriff,
Moby Grape,
In Retrospect,
Mad Mike,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Aaron Thompson,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Davy DMX,
Can,
Flash Fearless,
Patti Smith,
Althea and Donna,
The Cure,
Funkadelic,
Circle Jerks,
Second Layer,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Janne Schatter,
Monks,
Altered Images,
Bronski Beat,
The Pretty Things,
Ken Boothe,
Procol Harum,
Jeff Lynne,
Nik Kershaw,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Harpers Bizarre,
Technova,
Supertramp,
Dave Gahan,
Throbbing Gristle,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Qualms,
Reuben Wilson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Banda Bassotti,
Funky Four + One,
Japan,
Black Moon,
the Slits,
Alice Coltrane,
Mission of Burma,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.