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 Palau and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 snare 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 Kings Of Tomorrow to the punk 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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All Joensuu 1685 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ossler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Machine record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Red Krayola,
Pet Shop Boys,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Duran Duran,
Jacob Miller,
Arthur Verocai,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Black Moon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Motions,
The Index,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Durutti Column,
The Names,
The Cure,
Kurtis Blow,
Vainqueur,
Mary Jane Girls,
Fluxion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Slits,
Skriet,
KRS-One,
Junior Murvin,
Guru Guru,
Andrew Hill,
Flipper,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rekid,
The Martian,
Vladislav Delay,
Tres Demented,
Graham Central Station,
Wire,
Symarip,
Scott Walker,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sugar Minott,
Lightning Bolt,
Black Flag,
Brothers Johnson,
Popol Vuh,
a-ha,
Davy DMX,
Grey Daturas,
Ronan,
The Dirtbombs,
John Coltrane,
UT,
Harmonia,
Q and Not U,
Tom Boy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Skatalites,
Anakelly,
Dorothy Ashby,
Intrusion,
Echospace,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.