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 Mongolia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Fluxion to the crunk 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 Sixth Finger. All the underground hits.
All Alton Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barbara Tucker,
Man Eating Sloth,
Audionom,
The Move,
Urselle,
Skarface,
Bang On A Can,
The Smoke,
Qualms,
Marc Almond,
The Golliwogs,
JFA,
The Cowsills,
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Banda Bassotti,
Kas Product,
AZ,
Make Up,
Television Personalities,
Judy Mowatt,
Depeche Mode,
Buzzcocks,
Yazoo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Joy Division,
The Pop Group,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Joyce Sims,
Cheater Slicks,
The Fugs,
Cymande,
10cc,
John Lydon,
Oneida,
The Names,
Jandek,
Moby Grape,
Lucky Dragons,
Glambeats Corp.,
Boogie Down Productions,
Lakeside,
Nation of Ulysses,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Symarip,
X-101,
World's Most,
Gregory Isaacs,
Hashim,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Hasil Adkins,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Roxy Music,
Tommy Roe,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Boz Scaggs,
Ludus,
Kaleidoscope,
The Kinks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Danielle Patucci,
June of 44, June of 44, June of 44, June of 44.
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.