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 Laos and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Eric Dolphy to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bush Tetras. All the underground hits.
All Babytalk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Model 500,
Erasure,
Malaria!,
Technova,
the Sonics,
The Vogues,
Todd Terry,
The Happenings,
Black Moon,
The Count Five,
Toni Rubio,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wings,
Fad Gadget,
Hasil Adkins,
Glenn Branca,
The Misunderstood,
Eden Ahbez,
Depeche Mode,
Khruangbin,
Boz Scaggs,
Audionom,
The Five Americans,
Yazoo,
Jesper Dahlback,
Agitation Free,
Index,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cluster,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Rekid,
Mantronix,
Quantec,
EPMD,
Albert Ayler,
Fela Kuti,
Deadbeat,
Severed Heads,
Motorama,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Shuggie Otis,
Crooked Eye,
Sound Behaviour,
The Toasters,
David McCallum,
Patti Smith,
Todd Rundgren,
Japan,
Laurel Aitken,
Soft Cell,
Infiniti,
Yellowson,
L. Decosne,
One Last Wish,
Simply Red,
Prince Buster,
the Germs,
Soul II Soul,
Alice Coltrane,
Urselle,
The Victims,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.