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 Brunei and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 The Fire Engines to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All the Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Offenders 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Age Steppers,
Wings,
Negative Approach,
The Doobie Brothers,
DNA,
Tres Demented,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wire,
The Seeds,
The Selecter,
Robert Hood,
The Names,
Blossom Toes,
Skaos,
Boredoms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Anthony Braxton,
Supertramp,
The Doors,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sonic Youth,
ABC,
Bill Near,
48th St. Collective,
Crispian St. Peters,
DJ Style,
Goldenarms,
In Retrospect,
Graham Central Station,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Godley & Creme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
10cc,
Q and Not U,
Interpol,
Panda Bear,
Wasted Youth,
Quando Quango,
Albert Ayler,
Donald Byrd,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Bootsy Collins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Moebius,
Stereo Dub,
Eli Mardock,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Fortunes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Electric Prunes,
Freddie Wadling,
kango's stein massive,
Sparks,
Iggy Pop,
Skarface,
John Coltrane,
La Düsseldorf,
Niagra,
X-101,
Lee Hazlewood,
Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids, Jerry's Kids.
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.