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 Belize and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Sao Paulo.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 The Move to the funk 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Lizzy Mercier Descloux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Flag record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scrapy record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Audionom,
Erykah Badu,
The Leaves,
Cameo,
PIL,
Ronan,
Moby Grape,
The Misunderstood,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Slackers,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Yellowson,
Donny Hathaway,
Magazine,
Absolute Body Control,
FM Einheit,
The Dead C,
Stockholm Monsters,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Soul Sonic Force,
B.T. Express,
Masters at Work,
Anthony Braxton,
Monks,
Chrome,
The Human League,
The Monks,
Arab on Radar,
Freddie Wadling,
Chris & Cosey,
The Fire Engines,
Magma,
Josef K,
The Monochrome Set,
Pylon,
The Mojo Men,
The Beau Brummels,
The Cure,
Bang On A Can,
Ludus,
The Moody Blues,
Qualms,
Joe Finger,
Avey Tare,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Scott Walker,
Television,
Max Romeo,
Little Man,
Alison Limerick,
T.S.O.L.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Doobie Brothers,
Deadbeat,
Eric Copeland,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Lindisfarne,
The Residents,
Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins, Thompson Twins.
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.