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 Malawi and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kevin Saunderson to the jazz 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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Dead Boys tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lebanon Hanover record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Little Man,
John Holt,
Marmalade,
Monolake,
Glenn Branca,
X-Ray Spex,
The New Christs,
Cluster,
The Angels of Light,
KRS-One,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aaron Thompson,
Babytalk,
Kaleidoscope,
Eli Mardock,
Rapeman,
Suicide,
Pantaleimon,
Radiopuhelimet,
Ponytail,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Todd Terry,
The Misunderstood,
The Mojo Men,
Royal Trux,
Black Sheep,
The Searchers,
Kenny Larkin,
Peter and Kerry,
the Germs,
The Dirtbombs,
The Zeros,
Ronnie Foster,
Newcleus,
Dawn Penn,
James White and The Blacks,
Carl Craig,
Nas,
Soul Sonic Force,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Fad Gadget,
Laurel Aitken,
Das Ding,
Franke,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Black Pus,
Donny Hathaway,
Mantronix,
Kerri Chandler,
Gang Starr,
Bauhaus,
Kool Moe Dee,
AZ,
The Offenders,
Television,
Susan Cadogan,
Shoche,
Minnie Riperton,
Niagra,
Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis, Warren Ellis.
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.