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 Panama and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro 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 Skarface to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sound Behaviour. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Smog record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Archie Shepp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
Derrick Morgan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joey Negro,
The Names,
The Monochrome Set,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sound Behaviour,
Lucky Dragons,
Matthew Halsall,
Robert Wyatt,
The Divine Comedy,
Jacob Miller,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
John Holt,
Bill Wells,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Davy DMX,
Nation of Ulysses,
Crispian St. Peters,
Whodini,
Pantytec,
The J.B.'s,
Banda Bassotti,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Searchers,
Don Cherry,
Easy Going,
Marine Girls,
Scientists,
Janne Schatter,
Wire,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Litter,
Gichy Dan,
a-ha,
Lakeside,
Circle Jerks,
The United States of America,
Bad Manners,
The Leaves,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Outsiders,
Quantec,
The Zeros,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Warren Ellis,
Ronnie Foster,
Jawbox,
the Human League,
The Music Machine,
Brass Construction,
Morten Harket,
Drexciya,
Metal Thangz,
Idris Muhammad,
Pet Shop Boys,
Parry Music,
The Smiths,
Niagra,
Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound, Maleditus Sound.
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.