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 Moldova and from Glasgow.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Paris.
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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
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 Ludus to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Flipper 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 funk 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 a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hasil Adkins,
Masters at Work,
Liliput,
Warsaw,
Sällskapet,
Eden Ahbez,
Thompson Twins,
Morten Harket,
Tears for Fears,
Junior Murvin,
Matthew Bourne,
Reuben Wilson,
In Retrospect,
The Pop Group,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Dead C,
The United States of America,
Ponytail,
Organ,
Nico,
Index,
Ronan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
David McCallum,
Severed Heads,
D'Angelo,
Lalann,
Boredoms,
Gang Green,
These Immortal Souls,
The Index,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Fall,
Shuggie Otis,
Neu!,
The Slackers,
Zapp,
Ice-T,
Scott Walker,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eve St. Jones,
Malaria!,
Sonic Youth,
Gastr Del Sol,
Goldenarms,
Eurythmics,
Monolake,
Con Funk Shun,
The Walker Brothers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crispian St. Peters,
Jerry's Kids,
Laurel Aitken,
New Age Steppers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Todd Terry,
LL Cool J,
ABBA,
Ohio Players,
Adolescents,
Donny Hathaway,
Peter & Gordon,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.