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 Sudan and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Spokane.
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 güiro 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 DJ Sneak to the grunge 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 Soul II Soul. All the underground hits.
All Gichy Dan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tom Boy,
Sonic Youth,
Johnny Osbourne,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bluetip,
Derrick May,
Altered Images,
Marc Almond,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Das Ding,
the Slits,
Underground Resistance,
Average White Band,
ABC,
The Modern Lovers,
Sun Ra,
The Slackers,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Fad Gadget,
Country Teasers,
Pierre Henry,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cowsills,
This Heat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kurtis Blow,
Derrick Morgan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Sonics,
Mary Jane Girls,
E-Dancer,
Wings,
Godley & Creme,
The Stooges,
Bob Dylan,
Brick,
The Wake,
The Raincoats,
Clear Light,
The New Christs,
John Foxx,
Robert Hood,
Girls At Our Best!,
Khruangbin,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Mars,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Jandek,
Soft Machine,
PIL,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Black Dice,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Infiniti,
X-101,
Fela Kuti,
Lucky Dragons,
Camberwell Now,
Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland, Eric Copeland.
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.