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 Bosnia Herzegovina and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 The Offenders to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All The Litter tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fatback Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soft Machine,
Anthony Braxton,
Underground Resistance,
Eli Mardock,
Icehouse,
ABBA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nico,
Niagra,
The Fortunes,
ABC,
Smog,
the Swans,
Dual Sessions,
Depeche Mode,
cv313,
Cymande,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Velvet Underground,
The Techniques,
Idris Muhammad,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nils Olav,
Audionom,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Invisible,
Marshall Jefferson,
Chrome,
Laurel Aitken,
Todd Terry,
Alphaville,
Ituana,
Robert Wyatt,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Scion,
Archie Shepp,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Searchers,
Pere Ubu,
The Buckinghams,
Bobby Byrd,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Electric Prunes,
Eddi Front,
CMW,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Hashim,
KRS-One,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scrapy,
Duran Duran,
Kayak,
Infiniti,
Scott Walker,
Simply Red,
Bob Dylan,
Soulsonic Force,
Black Pus,
Half Japanese,
Minutemen,
Joe Smooth,
Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders, Pharoah Sanders.
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.