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 Norway and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb 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 Crash Course in Science to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Lafayette Afro Rock Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Notorious Big And Bone Thugs 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Supertramp,
The Gladiators,
Sonny Sharrock,
Scratch Acid,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Accadde A,
Guru Guru,
KRS-One,
The Standells,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Halsall,
Funkadelic,
The Misunderstood,
EPMD,
The Fugs,
Smog,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bad Manners,
Max Romeo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Massinfluence,
Eli Mardock,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Eden Ahbez,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Durutti Column,
The Martian,
Qualms,
Nils Olav,
The Fall,
Lungfish,
Gang Green,
Maurizio,
Marmalade,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sällskapet,
Fugazi,
Godley & Creme,
Moebius,
Metal Thangz,
Jerry Gold Smith,
MDC,
Funky Four + One,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bobby Womack,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Selecter,
Dark Day,
Sugar Minott,
kango's stein massive,
U.S. Maple,
The Remains,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Harry Pussy,
Moby Grape,
Davy DMX,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bizarre Inc.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players, Ohio Players.
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.