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 Czech Republic and from Accra.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 mellotron 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 Boogie Down Productions to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Ronan. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agent Orange record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Chrome,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Arthur Verocai,
The Invisible,
Josef K,
The Mojo Men,
Brothers Johnson,
The Vogues,
Outsiders,
Michelle Simonal,
Radiohead,
Das Ding,
Tomorrow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sun Ra,
Black Pus,
Ornette Coleman,
the Soft Cell,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sixth Finger,
Brass Construction,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
the Slits,
Soft Machine,
B.T. Express,
Radiopuhelimet,
Cymande,
LL Cool J,
Anthony Braxton,
Lightning Bolt,
Archie Shepp,
Sonny Sharrock,
T.S.O.L.,
Dark Day,
The Gun Club,
Aaron Thompson,
48th St. Collective,
John Holt,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Rapeman,
Eden Ahbez,
Scott Walker,
Ten City,
Radio Birdman,
Absolute Body Control,
Harry Pussy,
Erasure,
Guru Guru,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fugazi,
Cheater Slicks,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Los Fastidios,
Blossom Toes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum, Procol Harum.
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.