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 Moldova and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 Erykah Badu to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Althea and Donna tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Dual Sessions,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Soft Machine,
Henry Cow,
the Slits,
Camberwell Now,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lungfish,
Jeru the Damaja,
Theoretical Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Deepchord,
Q and Not U,
The Count Five,
Johnny Clarke,
Lou Christie,
Average White Band,
Subhumans,
June Days,
Lindisfarne,
Deadbeat,
The Electric Prunes,
John Foxx,
Moby Grape,
Accadde A,
Liliput,
Schoolly D,
Avey Tare,
Kevin Saunderson,
Soul Sonic Force,
Kool Moe Dee,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Happenings,
X-101,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
New York Dolls,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Gories,
Basic Channel,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Velvet Underground,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Index,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Andrew Hill,
John Coltrane,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sound Behaviour,
Pierre Henry,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
T.S.O.L.,
Drive Like Jehu,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.