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 Marshall Islands and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Y Pants to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 LL Cool J. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Alice Coltrane,
Marshall Jefferson,
Ponytail,
Shoche,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The J.B.'s,
Massinfluence,
Fatback Band,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Sun Ra,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Moebius,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Brothers Johnson,
Newcleus,
Cluster,
The Toasters,
Mission of Burma,
The Stooges,
Section 25,
8 Eyed Spy,
Bang On A Can,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The American Breed,
Bill Near,
Fear,
Yellowson,
Sex Pistols,
Excepter,
The Pretty Things,
Skaos,
New York Dolls,
Niagra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Swell Maps,
Slick Rick,
The Residents,
Eric Dolphy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pagans,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gap Band,
Eddi Front,
Essential Logic,
Sugar Minott,
Tom Boy,
Negative Approach,
Television Personalities,
The Gun Club,
The Star Department,
Neil Young,
Colin Newman,
Clear Light,
Rod Modell,
Little Man,
The Red Krayola,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.