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 Belarus and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 linndrum 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 Ken Boothe to the grunge 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-Ray Spex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a B.T. Express record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Wake,
Byron Stingily,
The Gap Band,
Masters at Work,
Letta Mbulu,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rakim,
The Velvet Underground,
The Toasters,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dennis Brown,
Ronan,
Spandau Ballet,
Warren Ellis,
Ten City,
Stereo Dub,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Evens,
Marcia Griffiths,
Minutemen,
UT,
The Buckinghams,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Blake Baxter,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Smog,
Jacob Miller,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
New York Dolls,
The Martian,
Robert Görl,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Cale,
Index,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sister Nancy,
Josef K,
Franke,
Visage,
The Sound,
The Walker Brothers,
The Monochrome Set,
Gregory Isaacs,
Yusef Lateef,
The Names,
Jandek,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Zero Boys,
Thompson Twins,
The Divine Comedy,
Erykah Badu,
Popol Vuh,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Flesh Eaters,
Scan 7,
June of 44,
Oneida,
Gastr Del Sol,
Marshall Jefferson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.