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 Ivory Coast and from Manila.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Motorama to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Sound Behaviour tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Golliwogs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liliput record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Kurtis Blow,
Animal Collective,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Negative Approach,
Interpol,
Mary Jane Girls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lower 48,
Oblivians,
Wasted Youth,
Wally Richardson,
Radiohead,
Spoonie Gee,
Gichy Dan,
Cecil Taylor,
Icehouse,
FM Einheit,
Peter and Kerry,
Goldenarms,
The Evens,
Popol Vuh,
The Sound,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Dirtbombs,
The Leaves,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Public Image Ltd.,
Nico,
Ten City,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Maurizio,
Skaos,
8 Eyed Spy,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Matthew Halsall,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Mission of Burma,
New York Dolls,
Jandek,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
the Sonics,
The Martian,
Juan Atkins,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Gories,
The Gap Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
X-102,
Moebius,
The Monochrome Set,
Spandau Ballet,
John Lydon,
Rosa Yemen,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Derrick May,
F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald, F. McDonald.
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.