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 Russia and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin 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 Yaz to the disco 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Henry Cow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gastr Del Sol record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Parry Music record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marvin Gaye,
Massinfluence,
10cc,
Interpol,
The Real Kids,
Soul II Soul,
DJ Sneak,
Oblivians,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tropical Tobacco,
Niagra,
Boz Scaggs,
Tim Buckley,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bauhaus,
Gang Green,
The Remains,
Slick Rick,
L. Decosne,
These Immortal Souls,
The Zeros,
World's Most,
Ronnie Foster,
Delta 5,
Agitation Free,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Ponytail,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Prince Buster,
Moebius,
Boogie Down Productions,
A Certain Ratio,
MC5,
Monolake,
The Selecter,
Rod Modell,
Gang Gang Dance,
Sister Nancy,
The Fugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
Big Daddy Kane,
the Slits,
Warren Ellis,
U.S. Maple,
Todd Rundgren,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cecil Taylor,
Rapeman,
Idris Muhammad,
Gerry Rafferty,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Agent Orange,
Amon Düül,
Quantec,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The New Christs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Tomorrow,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
FM Einheit,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.