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 Turkey and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Quando Quango to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 the Association. All the underground hits.
All The Golliwogs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Junior Murvin,
Morten Harket,
R.M.O.,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gun Club,
Bill Near,
Skaos,
the Sonics,
Moebius,
MDC,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
8 Eyed Spy,
Mark Hollis,
Jesper Dahlback,
UT,
Radiohead,
The Leaves,
Gang Starr,
Magma,
Infiniti,
Sandy B,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ten City,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bob Dylan,
Essential Logic,
Gong,
Ken Boothe,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Mummies,
La Düsseldorf,
The Raincoats,
Wasted Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Brick,
Monks,
Funkadelic,
Sarah Menescal,
Suburban Knight,
Arab on Radar,
Joe Smooth,
Altered Images,
Skriet,
Bang On A Can,
Todd Terry,
Intrusion,
The American Breed,
Scion,
Stetsasonic,
Beasts of Bourbon,
One Last Wish,
Dennis Brown,
Accadde A,
Trumans Water,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Archie Shepp,
Delta 5,
Derrick May,
Colin Newman,
Talk Talk,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud, Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud.
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.