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 Kenya and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fatback Band to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 New Order. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Section 25 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Magma,
Rotary Connection,
Minutemen,
Gang Starr,
Matthew Halsall,
The Cosmic Jokers,
David Axelrod,
Hardrive,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Slits,
The Motions,
Soft Machine,
Eric Copeland,
Robert Görl,
Vainqueur,
Avey Tare,
Eurythmics,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Ultravox,
The Offenders,
The Blues Magoos,
The Modern Lovers,
Public Enemy,
Scrapy,
The Invisible,
Rakim,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Ultra Naté,
Eric Dolphy,
Ronnie Foster,
Graham Central Station,
Fatback Band,
Althea and Donna,
Rapeman,
B.T. Express,
F. McDonald,
Essential Logic,
Mad Mike,
MDC,
The Fuzztones,
Alton Ellis,
Laurel Aitken,
The Skatalites,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Intrusion,
Faust,
48th St. Collective,
Reuben Wilson,
Boz Scaggs,
Erasure,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fugazi,
Fear,
The Black Dice,
The Barracudas,
Shuggie Otis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Todd Terry,
Echospace,
Joey Negro,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Michelle Simonal,
Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters, Groovy Waters.
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.