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 Eritrea and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 oboe 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 Scott Walker to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Bobby Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scott Walker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Henry Cow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Sound Behaviour,
Jimmy McGriff,
Peter and Kerry,
Nas,
Gil Scott Heron,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pere Ubu,
Bush Tetras,
Scott Walker,
Delta 5,
The Zeros,
The Flesh Eaters,
Schoolly D,
The Trojans,
L. Decosne,
Quantec,
Ultimate Spinach,
Big Daddy Kane,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Minutemen,
Derrick Morgan,
Scientists,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Remains,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Lucky Dragons,
Liliput,
Chris Corsano,
Brand Nubian,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Normal,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Junior Murvin,
Interpol,
Dark Day,
Joe Smooth,
Outsiders,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Walker Brothers,
Panda Bear,
Das Ding,
Eli Mardock,
a-ha,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Neil Young,
Spandau Ballet,
Danielle Patucci,
Suicide,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lalo Schifrin,
Deadbeat,
Urselle,
Flash Fearless,
Kas Product,
Shuggie Otis,
Joey Negro,
Cybotron,
Joe Finger,
Fluxion,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish, Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish.
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.