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 Malta and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 Trumans Water to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Cymande tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Flag record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Green,
The Evens,
The Neon Judgement,
Skaos,
Pagans,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
World's Most,
Sister Nancy,
Gabor Szabo,
Lungfish,
Schoolly D,
The Happenings,
Groovy Waters,
Scan 7,
Janne Schatter,
Scrapy,
Alphaville,
Rosa Yemen,
Grey Daturas,
Yusef Lateef,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Josef K,
Barbara Tucker,
Severed Heads,
Silicon Teens,
Graham Central Station,
Kaleidoscope,
Slave,
CMW,
Brass Construction,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Birthday Party,
MC5,
The Gun Club,
Bang On A Can,
Con Funk Shun,
Patti Smith,
Aloha Tigers,
Ronnie Foster,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eden Ahbez,
Oneida,
The Mojo Men,
New Age Steppers,
Mad Mike,
David Bowie,
MDC,
June Days,
L. Decosne,
Carl Craig,
Terrestrial Tones,
Loose Ends,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eric Copeland,
Underground Resistance,
Khruangbin,
Hashim,
Mo-Dettes,
Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat, Bronski Beat.
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.