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 Korea South and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Avey Tare to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Minny Pops. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a JFA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator 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?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Das Ding,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Sonics,
Don Cherry,
Yaz,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kayak,
X-Ray Spex,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Blues Magoos,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sällskapet,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alison Limerick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Agitation Free,
Rapeman,
Roxette,
Aloha Tigers,
Neil Young,
Joensuu 1685,
Hasil Adkins,
Eli Mardock,
Andrew Hill,
Qualms,
The Angels of Light,
Bobby Sherman,
Rites of Spring,
Soul II Soul,
Grauzone,
Drexciya,
Juan Atkins,
Bluetip,
Rufus Thomas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Bobby Womack,
Yellowson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joy Division,
Prince Buster,
Joe Smooth,
Y Pants,
Model 500,
Monolake,
The Gap Band,
The Sound,
Dave Gahan,
FM Einheit,
Q65,
The Gladiators,
OOIOO,
Kerrie Biddell,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Buckinghams,
The Mummies,
The Birthday Party,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Smog,
Eric Dolphy,
Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection, Rotary Connection.
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.