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 Yemen and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 linndrum 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 Man Eating Sloth to the grime kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Joey Negro 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 grime 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 clarinet and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Wyatt,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Flash Fearless,
Mandrill,
Skriet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Harmonia,
Half Japanese,
The Angels of Light,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fugazi,
The Modern Lovers,
Maurizio,
Nas,
The Blues Magoos,
Freddie Wadling,
The Star Department,
Gong,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Lyres,
the Association,
JFA,
Eli Mardock,
Tomorrow,
cv313,
Reuben Wilson,
Grey Daturas,
Deepchord,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Mars,
MC5,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ossler,
Swans,
Ice-T,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Echospace,
Royal Trux,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Peter & Gordon,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
John Foxx,
Chrome,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nils Olav,
Roxy Music,
Inner City,
Minutemen,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fela Kuti,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tears for Fears,
Cybotron,
Das Ding,
In Retrospect,
Silicon Teens,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Second Layer,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Audionom,
The Pretty Things,
Tom Boy,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.