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 Spain and from Lagos.
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 Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 theremin 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 Fluxion to the rap kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Five Americans. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Sister Nancy,
Big Daddy Kane,
Colin Newman,
Anthony Braxton,
Alphaville,
Panda Bear,
Ultimate Spinach,
John Foxx,
World's Most,
Nirvana,
Alton Ellis,
Smog,
Ludus,
Joey Negro,
Shoche,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
New Order,
MC5,
Drexciya,
Jawbox,
Boogie Down Productions,
Graham Central Station,
Roxy Music,
Blake Baxter,
David McCallum,
The Gladiators,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Hot Snakes,
Chrome,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Simply Red,
Yusef Lateef,
Fatback Band,
Kaleidoscope,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Flamin' Groovies,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Associates,
Radio Birdman,
The Fall,
The Tremeloes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soft Cell,
The Young Rascals,
Joensuu 1685,
Unrelated Segments,
Jacques Brel,
Grauzone,
Little Man,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
China Crisis,
The Barracudas,
John Cale,
The Smiths,
The Standells,
LL Cool J,
Audionom,
Robert Wyatt,
Amazonics,
Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop, Iggy Pop.
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.