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 Jordan and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Charles Mingus to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Zero Boys. All the underground hits.
All Brothers Johnson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every kango's stein massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jawbox,
Jacob Miller,
Peter & Gordon,
The Happenings,
Cal Tjader,
Scan 7,
Rhythm & Sound,
Juan Atkins,
Black Pus,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lakeside,
Lalann,
The Monochrome Set,
the Association,
Bill Near,
Freddie Wadling,
Grauzone,
Bootsy Collins,
Little Man,
X-102,
the Normal,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Infiniti,
Moby Grape,
Vladislav Delay,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Robert Wyatt,
Skriet,
Matthew Halsall,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Hoover,
Stereo Dub,
Siglo XX,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scientists,
Girls At Our Best!,
ABBA,
Pharoah Sanders,
Adolescents,
Monolake,
Wire,
China Crisis,
Con Funk Shun,
Soulsonic Force,
Matthew Bourne,
The Cure,
The Trojans,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
JFA,
Neu!,
The Modern Lovers,
Danielle Patucci,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Chris & Cosey,
UT,
The Sound,
DNA,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Misunderstood,
The Flesh Eaters,
Chrome,
PIL,
Rotary Connection,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.