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 Jamaica and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Sixth Finger to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Massinfluence record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fad Gadget,
Eve St. Jones,
Freddie Wadling,
Archie Shepp,
Maurizio,
Alice Coltrane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Derrick Morgan,
Ituana,
Roxy Music,
Crime,
Flash Fearless,
Lalo Schifrin,
Arcadia,
Audionom,
Leonard Cohen,
Lower 48,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Spoonie Gee,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Quantec,
Moby Grape,
Tres Demented,
The New Christs,
Crispian St. Peters,
cv313,
Blake Baxter,
Buzzcocks,
Man Parrish,
Khruangbin,
10cc,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Sarah Menescal,
Supertramp,
Wire,
Deadbeat,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Au Pairs,
Model 500,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Slick Rick,
The Gun Club,
Aswad,
Ralphi Rosario,
Easy Going,
Cluster,
The Velvet Underground,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Young Marble Giants,
Marine Girls,
James White and The Blacks,
Cymande,
Aloha Tigers,
The Sonics,
Von Mondo,
Flipper,
Inner City,
Moss Icon,
The Slits,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Litter,
Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish, Lungfish.
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.