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 Ireland and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Unwound to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Average White Band. All the underground hits.
All Gang Starr tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Smiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Tremeloes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sight & Sound,
ABC,
David Axelrod,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Can,
T. Rex,
the Soft Cell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Funky Four + One,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ultravox,
Minutemen,
The Black Dice,
Kerrie Biddell,
A Certain Ratio,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Buckinghams,
Juan Atkins,
Marmalade,
Eden Ahbez,
Bobby Womack,
Gichy Dan,
Wally Richardson,
Jacob Miller,
Arthur Verocai,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Saints,
Simply Red,
EPMD,
JFA,
Scion,
Barry Ungar,
Derrick May,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Joe Smooth,
Yazoo,
Soul Sonic Force,
Blancmange,
Mark Hollis,
Japan,
Sam Rivers,
Mr. Review,
The Gap Band,
Panda Bear,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Max Romeo,
Joey Negro,
Morten Harket,
Babytalk,
Davy DMX,
In Retrospect,
Ronan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Smiths,
Clear Light,
The Associates,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bronski Beat,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.