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 Beijing.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Moebius to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Warren Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
The Monks,
Gang Starr,
Lower 48,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mark Hollis,
Parry Music,
Nation of Ulysses,
Trumans Water,
The Angels of Light,
Icehouse,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Seeds,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Janne Schatter,
Bauhaus,
Swans,
Talk Talk,
The Sonics,
Warren Ellis,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Skatalites,
Pagans,
Organ,
Wally Richardson,
Eric B and Rakim,
Shoche,
Barclay James Harvest,
Deakin,
Cecil Taylor,
The Cowsills,
Fela Kuti,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Music Machine,
The Fuzztones,
Saccharine Trust,
Bronski Beat,
Radiohead,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Rapeman,
Rufus Thomas,
Suicide,
Kaleidoscope,
The Mummies,
Pere Ubu,
Ronnie Foster,
Lou Christie,
Q and Not U,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Idris Muhammad,
Piero Umiliani,
The Dead C,
Mission of Burma,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Tomorrow,
E-Dancer,
Hasil Adkins,
Con Funk Shun,
Byron Stingily,
Archie Shepp,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.