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 Panama and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the rhodes 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 The Vogues to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every E-Dancer 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cal Tjader 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?
Drexciya,
Todd Terry,
The Electric Prunes,
KRS-One,
DNA,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jandek,
Second Layer,
David Bowie,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Kas Product,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Whodini,
LL Cool J,
The Invisible,
Susan Cadogan,
Interpol,
Ice-T,
8 Eyed Spy,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Selecter,
Unrelated Segments,
Scan 7,
Camouflage,
Albert Ayler,
the Slits,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cecil Taylor,
Maurizio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Searchers,
Robert Hood,
The Slackers,
The Evens,
Gregory Isaacs,
Tres Demented,
Essential Logic,
Nirvana,
Soft Cell,
Warren Ellis,
EPMD,
The Shadows of Knight,
Main Source,
Suburban Knight,
Erykah Badu,
Crime,
Lightning Bolt,
Echospace,
The Slits,
The Monochrome Set,
Lyres,
Derrick Morgan,
Henry Cow,
Deepchord,
B.T. Express,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rapeman,
the Sonics,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.