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 Milan.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Kenny Larkin to the crunk 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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Camberwell Now tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonny Sharrock record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Man Parrish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Chris & Cosey,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Michelle Simonal,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Crooked Eye,
Terry Callier,
The United States of America,
Avey Tare,
Mary Jane Girls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Black Bananas,
The Seeds,
Peter & Gordon,
Marvin Gaye,
Grey Daturas,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fad Gadget,
Porter Ricks,
Pharoah Sanders,
Slave,
Country Teasers,
Desert Stars,
Don Cherry,
The Gladiators,
Alphaville,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Misunderstood,
Ronnie Foster,
Zapp,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bronski Beat,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gabor Szabo,
Nik Kershaw,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yazoo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Gap Band,
Sonic Youth,
Buzzcocks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Spoonie Gee,
Gang of Four,
Fugazi,
Fluxion,
Susan Cadogan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Delta 5,
Scrapy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Easy Going,
Donald Byrd,
Monks,
Joey Negro,
kango's stein massive,
Derrick Morgan,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.