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 Belgium and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Monochrome Set to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Magazine. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radio Birdman record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Hutcherson 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?
Ronan,
Pantaleimon,
The Barracudas,
Mad Mike,
Delta 5,
These Immortal Souls,
Cameo,
The Birthday Party,
Flamin' Groovies,
Can,
Visage,
Vladislav Delay,
Depeche Mode,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Offenders,
Chrome,
Eurythmics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Star Department,
Stiv Bators,
Ultravox,
Schoolly D,
Sonny Sharrock,
Amon Düül II,
Symarip,
Infiniti,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Slick Rick,
KRS-One,
Reuben Wilson,
Pagans,
Bill Near,
Glambeats Corp.,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Babytalk,
Max Romeo,
Gregory Isaacs,
Joe Smooth,
D'Angelo,
Juan Atkins,
Soft Cell,
The Fall,
Althea and Donna,
Michelle Simonal,
Joy Division,
Todd Terry,
The Slackers,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Swell Maps,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
AZ,
the Association,
David McCallum,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Boz Scaggs,
The Invisible,
Slave,
Youth Brigade,
Charles Mingus,
Lucky Dragons,
CMW,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.