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 Tuvalu and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 sitar 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 Pierre Henry to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Banda Bassotti. All the underground hits.
All Chris & Cosey tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Fania All-Stars record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Swans,
Basic Channel,
The Fuzztones,
Graham Central Station,
Jimmy McGriff,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bill Near,
The Move,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
JFA,
F. McDonald,
DJ Style,
Radiohead,
Newcleus,
DJ Sneak,
Flash Fearless,
DNA,
Young Marble Giants,
Essential Logic,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Faraquet,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronnie Foster,
David Bowie,
Shoche,
Wally Richardson,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Trojans,
Toni Rubio,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Todd Terry,
Nas,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Five Americans,
Brothers Johnson,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Scan 7,
Unwound,
Wasted Youth,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nation of Ulysses,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
UT,
Sparks,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Ten City,
The Cramps,
Ludus,
The Doors,
Animal Collective,
Scion,
The Slits,
MDC,
the Human League,
Erykah Badu,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.