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 Israel 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Josef K to the techno 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 The Fire Engines. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 synthesizer and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
the Normal,
Urselle,
Bootsy Collins,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Invisible,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
L. Decosne,
Big Daddy Kane,
Sugar Minott,
FM Einheit,
Glenn Branca,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Todd Terry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Patti Smith,
The Five Americans,
The Kinks,
World's Most,
The Doors,
Donny Hathaway,
Simply Red,
Average White Band,
Echospace,
Man Parrish,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Quadrant,
Supertramp,
Easy Going,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Buckinghams,
Joey Negro,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Andrew Hill,
Blake Baxter,
Piero Umiliani,
Babytalk,
Davy DMX,
Eric Copeland,
Joy Division,
Nirvana,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Minutemen,
Gang of Four,
X-Ray Spex,
The Saints,
Gabor Szabo,
Oblivians,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Audionom,
Gastr Del Sol,
Curtis Mayfield,
Thee Headcoats,
MDC,
Circle Jerks,
The Moleskins,
Roxy Music,
E-Dancer,
Intrusion,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.