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 Costa Rica and from Philadelphia.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jawbox to the funk 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Second Layer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Germs 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Major Organ And The Adding Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
KRS-One,
Youth Brigade,
Lindisfarne,
Radiohead,
Rhythm & Sound,
Khruangbin,
Man Parrish,
Traffic Nightmare,
Can,
Tubeway Army,
Faust,
Sällskapet,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Busters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Toasters,
The Cure,
Robert Wyatt,
Sonny Sharrock,
Piero Umiliani,
Minor Threat,
Black Sheep,
Kayak,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
New York Dolls,
Zero Boys,
X-101,
Panda Bear,
Buzzcocks,
Dual Sessions,
DJ Sneak,
Wolf Eyes,
Aloha Tigers,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Fortunes,
The Dirtbombs,
Sparks,
Essential Logic,
Robert Görl,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
ABBA,
Urselle,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Steve Hackett,
Sound Behaviour,
Moby Grape,
Fat Boys,
Popol Vuh,
Nik Kershaw,
Tim Buckley,
Ornette Coleman,
The Last Poets,
Nils Olav,
Public Enemy,
Tommy Roe,
Bill Near,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Gichy Dan,
Ultravox,
Liliput,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.