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 Syria and from Bremen.
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 1962 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Surgeon to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Reuben Wilson. All the underground hits.
All Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Babytalk 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kurtis Blow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dave Gahan,
Black Moon,
Archie Shepp,
Average White Band,
Crash Course in Science,
Dawn Penn,
Ultra Naté,
Sound Behaviour,
The Residents,
Bobby Womack,
Jeff Lynne,
Intrusion,
Technova,
Shuggie Otis,
the Association,
Radiohead,
Dual Sessions,
Hasil Adkins,
Cymande,
Faraquet,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lower 48,
Don Cherry,
The Real Kids,
The Velvet Underground,
Sight & Sound,
Loose Ends,
The Music Machine,
Arcadia,
Nik Kershaw,
Prince Buster,
Matthew Bourne,
Crooked Eye,
Index,
JFA,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jerry's Kids,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Basic Channel,
Theoretical Girls,
the Slits,
Aural Exciters,
Minny Pops,
The Techniques,
Eden Ahbez,
The Five Americans,
Sixth Finger,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Black Bananas,
The Moleskins,
Accadde A,
Aloha Tigers,
the Bar-Kays,
Electric Light Orchestra,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.