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 Argentina and from Lille.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Alton Ellis to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Aaron Thompson. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lizzy Mercier Descloux record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Eric Copeland,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Andrew Hill,
David McCallum,
Oneida,
Jerry's Kids,
Sound Behaviour,
Bobby Byrd,
Easy Going,
Charles Mingus,
Throbbing Gristle,
Stiv Bators,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Motions,
Matthew Halsall,
Mark Hollis,
Nick Fraelich,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Womack,
Sparks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dave Gahan,
Black Flag,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Unwound,
Harmonia,
Cybotron,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Slits,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Standells,
Clear Light,
Kas Product,
Ornette Coleman,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jesper Dahlback,
Brand Nubian,
The Fire Engines,
the Normal,
Harpers Bizarre,
Simply Red,
Trumans Water,
The Busters,
The Angels of Light,
Rekid,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
K-Klass,
The Star Department,
LL Cool J,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Dorothy Ashby,
Alton Ellis,
Toni Rubio,
Alphaville,
Yusef Lateef,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Y Pants,
The Neon Judgement,
A Certain Ratio,
Unrelated Segments,
DNA,
Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment, Sexual Harrassment.
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.