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 Botswana and from Glasgow.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Gil Scott Heron to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Main Source. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Heaven 17 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Roy Ayers Ubiquity record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Skaos,
Eric Dolphy,
Stetsasonic,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sexual Harrassment,
DJ Sneak,
Yazoo,
Inner City,
Soulsonic Force,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-Ray Spex,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Bronski Beat,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Johnny Clarke,
F. McDonald,
The Fuzztones,
Ultravox,
Malaria!,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Animal Collective,
Man Parrish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Danielle Patucci,
The Gap Band,
Minutemen,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Essential Logic,
Alice Coltrane,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Michelle Simonal,
Supertramp,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Tremeloes,
Anthony Braxton,
Livin' Joy,
Faust,
Smog,
Minny Pops,
The Star Department,
Kerrie Biddell,
10cc,
Radiohead,
The Alarm Clocks,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Newcleus,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Modern Lovers,
Matthew Bourne,
The Doors,
Parry Music,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond, Marc Almond.
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.