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 Micronesia and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Visage to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Rhythim Is Rhythim. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Das Ding,
Amon Düül,
The Toasters,
Eddi Front,
Country Teasers,
Drive Like Jehu,
Altered Images,
The Count Five,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Max Romeo,
Youth Brigade,
AZ,
The Associates,
Babytalk,
Slick Rick,
Icehouse,
The Fire Engines,
Ken Boothe,
Soul II Soul,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Trojans,
Panda Bear,
Brick,
Technova,
Skaos,
Absolute Body Control,
DJ Style,
Quantec,
Morten Harket,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Bananas,
Second Layer,
Sight & Sound,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Jacob Miller,
Goldenarms,
Mars,
Depeche Mode,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pagans,
The Gun Club,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Jacques Brel,
UT,
Erasure,
Delon & Dalcan,
Black Flag,
Soul Sonic Force,
Camouflage,
Trumans Water,
Basic Channel,
the Bar-Kays,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Lebanon Hanover,
Unwound,
Schoolly D,
Saccharine Trust,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Neu!,
Sun City Girls,
Sällskapet,
Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs, Gregory Isaacs.
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.