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 Peru and from Seoul.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the techno 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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All The Electric Prunes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Standells record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Todd Terry,
Drexciya,
Agent Orange,
Supertramp,
Main Source,
Intrusion,
Man Parrish,
Gil Scott Heron,
Massinfluence,
Soul II Soul,
The Fugs,
Sonic Youth,
Fatback Band,
The Happenings,
Rufus Thomas,
The Smiths,
Warren Ellis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
K-Klass,
Surgeon,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Ituana,
The Misunderstood,
Laurel Aitken,
Public Enemy,
Michelle Simonal,
Big Daddy Kane,
Robert Görl,
Scratch Acid,
Urselle,
Suburban Knight,
Moebius,
The Slackers,
H. Thieme,
Inner City,
Crispian St. Peters,
Kerri Chandler,
Fad Gadget,
Mars,
Black Bananas,
Japan,
the Normal,
Average White Band,
Juan Atkins,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lakeside,
The Index,
Stereo Dub,
Wire,
Circle Jerks,
Dawn Penn,
The Detroit Cobras,
Robert Wyatt,
X-101,
Au Pairs,
the Soft Cell,
Lebanon Hanover,
Barclay James Harvest,
Echospace,
Excepter,
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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.