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 Jamaica and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 Lou Reed 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 Black Dice to the funk 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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Easy Going,
Chrome,
Davy DMX,
Godley & Creme,
The Residents,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sight & Sound,
Donny Hathaway,
Yaz,
John Lydon,
Negative Approach,
Skaos,
Bootsy Collins,
ABBA,
Johnny Clarke,
Joy Division,
Bobby Womack,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Sexual Harrassment,
Toni Rubio,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Angels of Light,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kurtis Blow,
Unwound,
Maleditus Sound,
Khruangbin,
Massinfluence,
Fatback Band,
Black Pus,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Shadows of Knight,
Oneida,
Goldenarms,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jacob Miller,
KRS-One,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Mojo Men,
The Saints,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Sonics,
Glenn Branca,
The United States of America,
Smog,
Joey Negro,
The Index,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
PIL,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mission of Burma,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Blues Magoos,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Danielle Patucci,
Idris Muhammad,
Aloha Tigers,
Wolf Eyes,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.