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 Tuvalu and from Mumbai.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Portland.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Inner City to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rapeman. All the underground hits.
All Sixth Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Gang Dance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Harmonia,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Aural Exciters,
The Walker Brothers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Loose Ends,
Drexciya,
Skriet,
LL Cool J,
Lungfish,
The American Breed,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Piero Umiliani,
The Residents,
Delon & Dalcan,
Organ,
Alphaville,
Skaos,
Aswad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Suicide,
The Standells,
Glenn Branca,
Talk Talk,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Mummies,
Angry Samoans,
The Knickerbockers,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bobby Byrd,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Cowsills,
Make Up,
Marcia Griffiths,
Hasil Adkins,
Black Pus,
Jacques Brel,
Royal Trux,
Symarip,
Dawn Penn,
The Gap Band,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Monochrome Set,
Ornette Coleman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
PIL,
Y Pants,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Unrelated Segments,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Durutti Column,
The Smiths,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swans,
Hashim,
Gastr Del Sol,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Brothers Johnson,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Con Funk Shun,
Absolute Body Control,
Jandek, Jandek, Jandek, Jandek.
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.