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 Japan and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 snare 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 Shoche to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Harpers Bizarre tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Idris Muhammad record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantytec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Mummies,
The Durutti Column,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scott Walker,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
E-Dancer,
Marc Almond,
Flipper,
Interpol,
F. McDonald,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Model 500,
Rites of Spring,
Andrew Hill,
DJ Style,
Nation of Ulysses,
Essential Logic,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Sarah Menescal,
Barclay James Harvest,
Kayak,
Bobby Byrd,
Harpers Bizarre,
A Certain Ratio,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Tubeway Army,
Brick,
Junior Murvin,
Faust,
Dawn Penn,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Saints,
This Heat,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Steve Hackett,
Juan Atkins,
Johnny Osbourne,
Bang On A Can,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neu!,
The Human League,
Scratch Acid,
Joey Negro,
Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Infiniti,
Skriet,
Clear Light,
Black Pus,
La Düsseldorf,
The Golliwogs,
Nils Olav,
Lou Reed,
Rekid,
Ten City,
Todd Terry,
Minor Threat,
Animal Collective,
Outsiders,
The Gap Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
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.