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 Suriname and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Scion to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Byron Stingily 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a AZ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Maurizio,
Ornette Coleman,
the Normal,
Parry Music,
Tropical Tobacco,
Lakeside,
Pussy Galore,
Connie Case,
Shuggie Otis,
Moss Icon,
Brass Construction,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Fear,
Freddie Wadling,
Cameo,
Quadrant,
Roy Ayers,
Janne Schatter,
Iggy Pop,
Minnie Riperton,
Kurtis Blow,
Inner City,
A Certain Ratio,
T.S.O.L.,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Cybotron,
Kaleidoscope,
Letta Mbulu,
Boredoms,
Nico,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Seeds,
The Count Five,
Laurel Aitken,
Matthew Bourne,
Black Bananas,
Bobby Sherman,
Amon Düül II,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Althea and Donna,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Wake,
Dennis Brown,
Bluetip,
Joy Division,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Soft Cell,
Bobby Byrd,
Albert Ayler,
Kenny Larkin,
the Soft Cell,
Joensuu 1685,
MDC,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Pretty Things,
Junior Murvin,
The Busters,
Warsaw,
Grey Daturas,
Funky Four + One,
Unwound, Unwound, Unwound, Unwound.
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.