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 Benin and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and New York.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Eric Dolphy to the rock 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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Hashim,
Animal Collective,
Traffic Nightmare,
MDC,
Bauhaus,
Radiohead,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Dave Clark Five,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kaleidoscope,
New Order,
Lakeside,
Jerry's Kids,
Pierre Henry,
Prince Buster,
The Young Rascals,
Neu!,
The Toasters,
The Kinks,
Robert Görl,
Lalo Schifrin,
Harpers Bizarre,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scan 7,
Skarface,
Funky Four + One,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Dead C,
Cecil Taylor,
D'Angelo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Martian,
Eric Copeland,
FM Einheit,
The Gladiators,
The Beau Brummels,
Johnny Clarke,
Babytalk,
CMW,
Ponytail,
Y Pants,
Robert Wyatt,
X-101,
Drive Like Jehu,
Main Source,
Anakelly,
Clear Light,
The Dirtbombs,
Absolute Body Control,
Nils Olav,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Knickerbockers,
Saccharine Trust,
Neil Young,
Vainqueur,
Spoonie Gee,
48th St. Collective,
Bush Tetras,
8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy, 8 Eyed Spy.
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.