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 Mongolia and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Delon & Dalcan to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Toni Rubio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Deakin,
Chris Corsano,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Last Poets,
Unwound,
Skriet,
New York Dolls,
The Index,
Robert Görl,
Oneida,
Eric Copeland,
Jeff Mills,
Wire,
Sound Behaviour,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mars,
Letta Mbulu,
Gong,
Rhythm & Sound,
Underground Resistance,
Ultravox,
Junior Murvin,
Rod Modell,
The Tremeloes,
Avey Tare,
Sixth Finger,
Camouflage,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Inner City,
Patti Smith,
The Misunderstood,
Severed Heads,
Circle Jerks,
Althea and Donna,
Henry Cow,
The Techniques,
Suburban Knight,
48th St. Collective,
Crash Course in Science,
The Angels of Light,
Electric Prunes,
Minny Pops,
The Gladiators,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Fugazi,
Cybotron,
Amazonics,
Colin Newman,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Cal Tjader,
Soft Cell,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Curtis Mayfield,
Sarah Menescal,
The Offenders,
The Evens,
Hoover,
The Dave Clark Five,
Parry Music,
The Vogues,
Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan, Gichy Dan.
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.