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 Colombia and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Max Romeo to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Mr. Review. All the underground hits.
All Schoolly D tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Newcleus,
Roxy Music,
David Axelrod,
OOIOO,
Juan Atkins,
The Toasters,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Icehouse,
Yazoo,
Warren Ellis,
The Index,
China Crisis,
Altered Images,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Amazonics,
Underground Resistance,
The Smoke,
Banda Bassotti,
The Neon Judgement,
Colin Newman,
Mark Hollis,
Eric Dolphy,
Japan,
Anthony Braxton,
The Detroit Cobras,
Susan Cadogan,
Isaac Hayes,
The Divine Comedy,
Little Man,
John Holt,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Patti Smith,
the Sonics,
Deadbeat,
Tears for Fears,
Todd Terry,
James White and The Blacks,
Cameo,
Excepter,
Althea and Donna,
Animal Collective,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Adolescents,
Bad Manners,
Howard Jones,
Cheater Slicks,
Qualms,
The Remains,
Matthew Halsall,
Aloha Tigers,
Toni Rubio,
Robert Wyatt,
Moby Grape,
Royal Trux,
Pharoah Sanders,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gang Gang Dance,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.