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 Serbia and from Tehran.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Sugar Minott to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Animal Collective record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
OOIOO,
Scratch Acid,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Martian,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Heaven 17,
Joensuu 1685,
Black Sheep,
the Slits,
the Normal,
Lyres,
June of 44,
Hot Snakes,
Joe Smooth,
48th St. Collective,
Adolescents,
Maleditus Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
Eden Ahbez,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chris & Cosey,
The Gun Club,
Bill Wells,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Jeff Mills,
Cecil Taylor,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Spoonie Gee,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Thee Headcoats,
Pharoah Sanders,
Swell Maps,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Soulsonic Force,
Magazine,
Whodini,
Newcleus,
the Soft Cell,
Angry Samoans,
Scion,
David McCallum,
Lindisfarne,
X-Ray Spex,
X-101,
Public Enemy,
The Raincoats,
Chris Corsano,
Wire,
Carl Craig,
The Remains,
Khruangbin,
Q and Not U,
T. Rex,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Knickerbockers,
Lower 48,
Jacob Miller,
The Litter,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
L. Decosne,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.