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 Korea South and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Red Lorry Yellow Lorry to the jazz 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Adolescents,
Joy Division,
Swans,
The Fuzztones,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
A Certain Ratio,
Chris Corsano,
Kenny Larkin,
Kayak,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ten City,
KRS-One,
The Velvet Underground,
The Doobie Brothers,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Technova,
The Barracudas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Blossom Toes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sandy B,
Anthony Braxton,
Scion,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Crispy Ambulance,
Thee Headcoats,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bluetip,
the Normal,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Rufus Thomas,
Kurtis Blow,
Guru Guru,
The Pretty Things,
Alison Limerick,
Deadbeat,
Motorama,
Amon Düül II,
Carl Craig,
Glenn Branca,
The Tremeloes,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Make Up,
The Toasters,
R.M.O.,
DJ Sneak,
Alice Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Y Pants,
The Selecter,
Max Romeo,
The Invisible,
AZ,
Cybotron,
MC5,
U.S. Maple,
The Flesh Eaters,
Roy Ayers,
the Bar-Kays,
Tubeway Army,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.