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 Japan and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Manchester.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Jandek to the jazz 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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
Marine Girls,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Isaac Hayes,
Kayak,
Unwound,
Saccharine Trust,
Skriet,
The Skatalites,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Glambeats Corp.,
Peter and Kerry,
Erasure,
Bauhaus,
Whodini,
H. Thieme,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Nick Fraelich,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Offenders,
Silicon Teens,
The Detroit Cobras,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Freddie Wadling,
Ponytail,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
E-Dancer,
The Barracudas,
Ten City,
Scrapy,
Yusef Lateef,
Tears for Fears,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Cecil Taylor,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Roxy Music,
Symarip,
The Smiths,
Ultimate Spinach,
Mars,
Graham Central Station,
the Human League,
Japan,
Shoche,
Bush Tetras,
Sight & Sound,
Minor Threat,
Connie Case,
The Mojo Men,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Red Krayola,
Alice Coltrane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Fad Gadget,
B.T. Express,
Lyres,
Bizarre Inc.,
Flipper,
Man Eating Sloth,
Half Japanese,
Altered Images,
The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column, The Durutti Column.
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.