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 Korea South and from Spokane.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Second Layer to the punk 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 Deepchord. All the underground hits.
All The Young Rascals tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dave Gahan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lungfish,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Roxette,
Radiohead,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arab on Radar,
Eli Mardock,
Judy Mowatt,
The Techniques,
Jacques Brel,
Mission of Burma,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Suburban Knight,
The Dead C,
Mo-Dettes,
Ronnie Foster,
The Gap Band,
Newcleus,
Neu!,
Audionom,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Reed,
The Busters,
Joey Negro,
The Music Machine,
Outsiders,
Sandy B,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
New Age Steppers,
Iggy Pop,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Slits,
Urselle,
Vainqueur,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ronan,
UT,
T.S.O.L.,
DJ Sneak,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Durutti Column,
Funkadelic,
Sexual Harrassment,
Joensuu 1685,
Ultra Naté,
Black Sheep,
Sparks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Mark Hollis,
Alice Coltrane,
Desert Stars,
Soul II Soul,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Marcia Griffiths,
K-Klass,
Drexciya,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Black Dice,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Stetsasonic,
A Certain Ratio,
Moby Grape,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.