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 Zambia and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Rufus Thomas. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Seeds,
Henry Cow,
Arab on Radar,
Boz Scaggs,
Mantronix,
the Human League,
Thompson Twins,
Roxette,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Todd Terry,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
This Heat,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Television,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joensuu 1685,
Vladislav Delay,
JFA,
Aaron Thompson,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Music Machine,
Jeru the Damaja,
Von Mondo,
Jawbox,
Darondo,
Wings,
Banda Bassotti,
Index,
Jacques Brel,
Jandek,
Barry Ungar,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Move,
Brand Nubian,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Peter and Kerry,
A Certain Ratio,
Depeche Mode,
Ituana,
Shuggie Otis,
Soulsonic Force,
Gong,
The Residents,
Aural Exciters,
Ponytail,
Kevin Saunderson,
Essential Logic,
Model 500,
Flash Fearless,
The Mojo Men,
Bob Dylan,
The Knickerbockers,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rotary Connection,
Graham Central Station,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.