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 El Salvador and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 arpeggiator 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 Gichy Dan to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun City Girls record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 mellotron 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 synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arthur Verocai,
Chris & Cosey,
Avey Tare,
Alice Coltrane,
The Raincoats,
Barry Ungar,
Soul II Soul,
Los Fastidios,
Brothers Johnson,
Average White Band,
Fat Boys,
Hasil Adkins,
Nas,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
X-Ray Spex,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Guru Guru,
Lalo Schifrin,
Patti Smith,
The Litter,
Terry Callier,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joe Finger,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Cure,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barrington Levy,
Lakeside,
The Sound,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Swans,
Eden Ahbez,
Scrapy,
La Düsseldorf,
Sugar Minott,
The Music Machine,
the Human League,
Amon Düül,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minutemen,
Erasure,
Magazine,
Altered Images,
Newcleus,
X-101,
Spoonie Gee,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Index,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Mark Hollis,
Sun City Girls,
Crash Course in Science,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Grass Roots,
Brand Nubian,
Pagans,
The Birthday Party,
Au Pairs,
The Pop Group,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.