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 Uruguay and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 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 Carl Craig to the jazz 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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sugar Minott record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Andrew Hill,
Eric Dolphy,
The Fuzztones,
Deadbeat,
Glenn Branca,
Interpol,
Monolake,
The Gories,
Electric Light Orchestra,
David Axelrod,
OOIOO,
Aloha Tigers,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Sonics,
Infiniti,
Hasil Adkins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
New Order,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Susan Cadogan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Frankie Knuckles,
AZ,
The Stooges,
The Searchers,
Sound Behaviour,
Half Japanese,
Tommy Roe,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Martian,
Oneida,
Big Daddy Kane,
Silicon Teens,
Sparks,
Jerry's Kids,
Henry Cow,
Mars,
Peter and Kerry,
Crispy Ambulance,
DJ Sneak,
Scrapy,
The Mojo Men,
Bill Near,
Joyce Sims,
The Litter,
Saccharine Trust,
Outsiders,
The Fall,
The Mummies,
David McCallum,
Index,
The Dirtbombs,
The Associates,
The Doobie Brothers,
Tropical Tobacco,
Roxette,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gang of Four,
The Last Poets,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.