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 Ghana and from Sao Paulo.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and London.
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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Lungfish to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlbäck record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Moleskins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Remains,
Parry Music,
Andrew Hill,
Yazoo,
Camberwell Now,
Altered Images,
Inner City,
48th St. Collective,
Dark Day,
Marmalade,
Bill Wells,
Sonic Youth,
Cybotron,
The New Christs,
Easy Going,
Porter Ricks,
Babytalk,
Section 25,
Roxette,
Stetsasonic,
The Mummies,
Jerry's Kids,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fire Engines,
Surgeon,
John Holt,
New York Dolls,
Buzzcocks,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Sexual Harrassment,
EPMD,
Bauhaus,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sun City Girls,
Pierre Henry,
Eric Dolphy,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Leaves,
Dennis Brown,
KRS-One,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Visage,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Unwound,
Scientists,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Barrington Levy,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Alarm Clocks,
In Retrospect,
Joe Finger,
Marc Almond,
Alton Ellis,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Misunderstood,
Mary Jane Girls,
the Bar-Kays,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Moody Blues,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.