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 Slovakia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Crispy Ambulance to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Archie Shepp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Andrew Hill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Average White Band,
FM Einheit,
Derrick Morgan,
Skarface,
Marine Girls,
Pharoah Sanders,
R.M.O.,
Gerry Rafferty,
Eli Mardock,
Big Daddy Kane,
JFA,
Television,
Malaria!,
Agent Orange,
Donny Hathaway,
Robert Wyatt,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Desert Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Chris & Cosey,
The Move,
Nation of Ulysses,
Eric Copeland,
Urselle,
Television Personalities,
The Last Poets,
The Beau Brummels,
Neu!,
H. Thieme,
Underground Resistance,
ABBA,
The Offenders,
Guru Guru,
Index,
Arthur Verocai,
Crime,
Qualms,
Quadrant,
Eddi Front,
Dave Gahan,
Pole,
UT,
Ronan,
Fad Gadget,
The Electric Prunes,
Sound Behaviour,
Gang Gang Dance,
Kenny Larkin,
Letta Mbulu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Normal,
Shuggie Otis,
Spoonie Gee,
Moby Grape,
Iggy Pop,
Ten City,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Interpol,
Mark Hollis,
Man Eating Sloth,
Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis, Alton Ellis.
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.