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 Oman and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 oboe 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 Guru Guru to the punk 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 Interpol. All the underground hits.
All Letta Mbulu 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 dance 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 an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Albert Ayler record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
Flash Fearless,
Desert Stars,
8 Eyed Spy,
Essential Logic,
Suburban Knight,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Green,
10cc,
Dark Day,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Sonics,
Icehouse,
Groovy Waters,
Quantec,
Surgeon,
Intrusion,
The Blues Magoos,
Public Enemy,
Matthew Bourne,
Man Parrish,
The Red Krayola,
Popol Vuh,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Isaac Hayes,
Hasil Adkins,
Pulsallama,
X-102,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Barrington Levy,
Heaven 17,
Basic Channel,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Standells,
The Remains,
Y Pants,
Byron Stingily,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
CMW,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Television Personalities,
Sex Pistols,
Nick Fraelich,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tommy Roe,
Mars,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Anthony Braxton,
JFA,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Crime,
LL Cool J,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Misunderstood,
The Raincoats,
Davy DMX,
Average White Band,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gabor Szabo,
Roy Ayers,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.