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 Monaco and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 güiro 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 Cecil Taylor to the disco 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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Max Romeo tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jerry's Kids,
The Pretty Things,
Deepchord,
Cecil Taylor,
The Dead C,
The Slackers,
Ludus,
Junior Murvin,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Depeche Mode,
Accadde A,
The Music Machine,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Stooges,
Tommy Roe,
Sun Ra,
Kenny Larkin,
Lindisfarne,
Nik Kershaw,
Janne Schatter,
Lou Christie,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yazoo,
Marine Girls,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Urselle,
U.S. Maple,
Monolake,
La Düsseldorf,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Warren Ellis,
Derrick May,
The Moody Blues,
The Techniques,
Moebius,
Skriet,
David McCallum,
Danielle Patucci,
ABBA,
Soulsonic Force,
The Monks,
Michelle Simonal,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Niagra,
Sarah Menescal,
Bang On A Can,
The Mojo Men,
Crash Course in Science,
Motorama,
Crispian St. Peters,
the Slits,
Index,
The New Christs,
Tres Demented,
The Tremeloes,
Scrapy,
Television Personalities,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ultimate Spinach,
Scott Walker,
Nirvana,
Radiopuhelimet,
Franke,
Funkadelic,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.