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 Bhutan and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 arpeggiator 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 Pharoah Sanders to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ultimate Spinach. All the underground hits.
All Malaria! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Derrick May,
Essential Logic,
The Searchers,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sam Rivers,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Spoonie Gee,
Lungfish,
The Gories,
Rosa Yemen,
The United States of America,
Talk Talk,
E-Dancer,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Stetsasonic,
Piero Umiliani,
La Düsseldorf,
David McCallum,
Lyres,
Eli Mardock,
Second Layer,
Maleditus Sound,
Angry Samoans,
Tropical Tobacco,
Black Moon,
The Gap Band,
Altered Images,
Brothers Johnson,
The Toasters,
Graham Central Station,
The Trojans,
Charles Mingus,
Buzzcocks,
The Stooges,
Robert Wyatt,
Lou Reed,
Todd Terry,
Reuben Wilson,
Moss Icon,
Neil Young,
Barclay James Harvest,
Jandek,
Juan Atkins,
The Real Kids,
Wally Richardson,
EPMD,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Arthur Verocai,
Deepchord,
Absolute Body Control,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kool Moe Dee,
Hot Snakes,
Clear Light,
Kerri Chandler,
Stockholm Monsters,
Chrome,
The Neon Judgement,
Mary Jane Girls,
Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy, Sister Nancy.
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.