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 Mongolia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Copenhagen.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet 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 La Düsseldorf to the dance 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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every EPMD 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick May record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crime,
Drexciya,
Scan 7,
Pole,
The Smiths,
Kevin Saunderson,
Bill Near,
MC5,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Gun Club,
Boogie Down Productions,
Shoche,
Leonard Cohen,
Theoretical Girls,
a-ha,
Talk Talk,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Smog,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Selecter,
Zero Boys,
June Days,
Camouflage,
Rod Modell,
The Slits,
Dorothy Ashby,
Robert Wyatt,
Skriet,
The Toasters,
Procol Harum,
Youth Brigade,
Wire,
EPMD,
Altered Images,
Danielle Patucci,
A Certain Ratio,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Janne Schatter,
Vainqueur,
Crooked Eye,
Cal Tjader,
The Human League,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Music Machine,
Traffic Nightmare,
New York Dolls,
Swans,
The Standells,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Fortunes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alice Coltrane,
Animal Collective,
China Crisis,
Man Parrish,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
E-Dancer,
AZ,
Rapeman,
The Mojo Men,
Technova, Technova, Technova, Technova.
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.