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 Burundi and from Hong Kong.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Joe Finger to the funk 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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All MC5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 a spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
Nik Kershaw,
Delon & Dalcan,
Eve St. Jones,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rekid,
Radiopuhelimet,
Visage,
X-Ray Spex,
The United States of America,
Terry Callier,
Ash Ra Tempel,
L. Decosne,
Eric Dolphy,
Lightning Bolt,
Franke,
Crooked Eye,
Soul II Soul,
Pantaleimon,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Qualms,
Sound Behaviour,
the Bar-Kays,
Patti Smith,
Fatback Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Offenders,
Marine Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Camouflage,
The Kinks,
Minor Threat,
Babytalk,
The Blues Magoos,
Tubeway Army,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Slick Rick,
Black Bananas,
Dark Day,
The Pop Group,
Hasil Adkins,
Tom Boy,
Barbara Tucker,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Rites of Spring,
Mo-Dettes,
Lower 48,
The Angels of Light,
The Electric Prunes,
Blancmange,
The Walker Brothers,
AZ,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mars,
the Normal,
Maleditus Sound,
Oblivians,
Charles Mingus,
Loose Ends,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.