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 South Sudan and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 mellotron 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 Junior Murvin to the funk 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 The Stooges. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Kinks 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
Barry Ungar,
Nation of Ulysses,
Don Cherry,
The Raincoats,
The Monks,
Sun Ra,
Skaos,
Howard Jones,
Adolescents,
The Star Department,
Aural Exciters,
Terry Callier,
Pagans,
Yaz,
Newcleus,
The Count Five,
Lebanon Hanover,
Peter and Kerry,
The Leaves,
Brothers Johnson,
Minutemen,
Babytalk,
Kayak,
Joyce Sims,
PIL,
Derrick Morgan,
Gastr Del Sol,
Von Mondo,
Joey Negro,
Clear Light,
Loose Ends,
Sparks,
Toni Rubio,
Theoretical Girls,
CMW,
Letta Mbulu,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Albert Ayler,
Leonard Cohen,
Dawn Penn,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Malaria!,
FM Einheit,
Henry Cow,
New Age Steppers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Amon Düül II,
Lee Hazlewood,
Q65,
Minor Threat,
Scion,
EPMD,
Eddi Front,
Schoolly D,
Bush Tetras,
Bobby Hutcherson,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Dual Sessions,
David McCallum,
Camberwell Now,
OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO, OOIOO.
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.