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 Afghanistan and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Aural Exciters to the crunk 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 Archie Shepp. All the underground hits.
All Major Organ And The Adding Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cosmic Jokers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 rhodes and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mandrill,
Von Mondo,
Silicon Teens,
Popol Vuh,
Gong,
Erykah Badu,
Sugar Minott,
Sarah Menescal,
Soul II Soul,
The Selecter,
Audionom,
Tropical Tobacco,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Youth Brigade,
Alton Ellis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
FM Einheit,
Flash Fearless,
Eden Ahbez,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marcia Griffiths,
Schoolly D,
Cymande,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Throbbing Gristle,
Dual Sessions,
Con Funk Shun,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
U.S. Maple,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lindisfarne,
Rosa Yemen,
Lyres,
Neu!,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Lightning Bolt,
Thompson Twins,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bush Tetras,
The Invisible,
The Golliwogs,
Black Pus,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pole,
Kenny Larkin,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pylon,
the Germs,
Pagans,
Liliput,
Scratch Acid,
The Skatalites,
Banda Bassotti,
The Durutti Column,
the Association,
Tres Demented,
The Shadows of Knight,
F. McDonald,
Johnny Osbourne,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot, Fort Wilson Riot.
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.