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 Barbados and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 marimba 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 The American Breed to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Invisible record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Nas,
Sight & Sound,
The Golliwogs,
Minor Threat,
Warsaw,
Amazonics,
Hardrive,
Cameo,
Organ,
The Red Krayola,
Camouflage,
a-ha,
Model 500,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pere Ubu,
Scrapy,
JFA,
The Sound,
Robert Hood,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Public Enemy,
The Raincoats,
Jesper Dahlback,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Alice Coltrane,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Q and Not U,
Eric Copeland,
Alison Limerick,
Susan Cadogan,
Ten City,
Letta Mbulu,
Janne Schatter,
Pantaleimon,
Harmonia,
In Retrospect,
MC5,
Negative Approach,
The Slackers,
Lucky Dragons,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
John Coltrane,
Siglo XX,
48th St. Collective,
Little Man,
Symarip,
Dave Gahan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Graham Central Station,
One Last Wish,
David Axelrod,
Charles Mingus,
Fear,
Kas Product,
Eric Dolphy,
Absolute Body Control,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Marmalade,
Sex Pistols,
The Monochrome Set,
Zapp,
Rhythm & Sound,
Max Romeo,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.