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 Hungary and from Johannesburg.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 Donald Fagen 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 Fugazi to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Joy Division tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Bobby Byrd,
Clear Light,
The Residents,
48th St. Collective,
Jeff Lynne,
Graham Central Station,
Ten City,
Tim Buckley,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Techniques,
the Bar-Kays,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Vladislav Delay,
Bill Wells,
Little Man,
Section 25,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ornette Coleman,
The Black Dice,
Index,
John Foxx,
These Immortal Souls,
New York Dolls,
Camberwell Now,
James White and The Blacks,
Minnie Riperton,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Harmonia,
Glambeats Corp.,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Quantec,
Talk Talk,
Swell Maps,
Deadbeat,
Skriet,
Janne Schatter,
The Standells,
Nils Olav,
Sound Behaviour,
The Associates,
Jeff Mills,
Gang Starr,
Rod Modell,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Oblivians,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fugazi,
Dead Boys,
Lou Christie,
Ossler,
The Names,
Kurtis Blow,
The Walker Brothers,
Moby Grape,
The Mummies,
The Moleskins,
The United States of America,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Motions, The Motions, The Motions, The Motions.
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.