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 Lesotho and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Bobby Sherman to the disco 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Jeru the Damaja tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Guru Guru,
Joe Smooth,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DNA,
Faust,
Royal Trux,
The United States of America,
Quantec,
LL Cool J,
Moss Icon,
The Saints,
John Holt,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Terry Callier,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
B.T. Express,
The Leaves,
Drexciya,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fugazi,
Hot Snakes,
The Last Poets,
Glambeats Corp.,
In Retrospect,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Wings,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Deadbeat,
World's Most,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Velvet Underground,
Basic Channel,
Porter Ricks,
The Litter,
E-Dancer,
Sonny Sharrock,
Talk Talk,
L. Decosne,
The Mummies,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Buzzcocks,
Whodini,
Barry Ungar,
Dead Boys,
Funkadelic,
Nils Olav,
Yellowson,
Monks,
Negative Approach,
The Invisible,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Depeche Mode,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fortunes,
The Beau Brummels,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Sight & Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17, Heaven 17.
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.