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 Venezuela and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Houston.
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 organ 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 John Coltrane to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Amon Düül record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marshall Jefferson,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Skatalites,
Sarah Menescal,
Agitation Free,
Yellowson,
Altered Images,
Rekid,
The Gladiators,
Wire,
Banda Bassotti,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Hasil Adkins,
Big Daddy Kane,
Idris Muhammad,
ABC,
Wally Richardson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Electric Prunes,
Magazine,
Graham Central Station,
Mr. Review,
Mantronix,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kevin Saunderson,
Janne Schatter,
The Star Department,
John Cale,
The Move,
Pharoah Sanders,
Prince Buster,
Ohio Players,
Con Funk Shun,
Howard Jones,
FM Einheit,
James White and The Blacks,
Soul Sonic Force,
Peter and Kerry,
Rosa Yemen,
Ralphi Rosario,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Nick Fraelich,
Alphaville,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Cowsills,
Hardrive,
Freddie Wadling,
Johnny Clarke,
Jeff Mills,
Hashim,
Ten City,
Monks,
Grey Daturas,
Icehouse,
Gichy Dan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
John Foxx,
Young Marble Giants,
Marine Girls,
The Dead C,
Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica, Lou Reed & Metallica.
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.