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 El Salvador and from Jakarta.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the güiro 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 Drive Like Jehu to the grime 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 Mission of Burma. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boogie Down Productions,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
June of 44,
Rites of Spring,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lee Hazlewood,
Sixth Finger,
Harpers Bizarre,
Jeff Mills,
Popol Vuh,
Scan 7,
Steve Hackett,
Television,
Panda Bear,
Gastr Del Sol,
This Heat,
Josef K,
Lyres,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ultra Naté,
Marcia Griffiths,
MDC,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
D'Angelo,
The Skatalites,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gabor Szabo,
Sun City Girls,
Porter Ricks,
Flipper,
Anthony Braxton,
Quando Quango,
Half Japanese,
Anakelly,
Crispian St. Peters,
Qualms,
Infiniti,
Judy Mowatt,
Altered Images,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
DNA,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Bobby Womack,
the Association,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Carl Craig,
Inner City,
Fluxion,
Ornette Coleman,
Archie Shepp,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Pussy Galore,
John Coltrane,
Shoche,
the Slits,
Q and Not U,
Can,
Amon Düül,
ABC,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Minny Pops,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.