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 Poland and from Stockholm.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 Gerry Rafferty to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 a-ha. All the underground hits.
All Rahsaan Roland Kirk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Surgeon,
Skaos,
Slave,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Freddie Wadling,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Radio Birdman,
Agitation Free,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
John Holt,
Danielle Patucci,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jimmy McGriff,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Robert Görl,
Alton Ellis,
Siglo XX,
Sällskapet,
U.S. Maple,
L. Decosne,
In Retrospect,
Juan Atkins,
Zero Boys,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Rites of Spring,
Albert Ayler,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Blues Magoos,
Swell Maps,
Nirvana,
Sixth Finger,
Big Daddy Kane,
Barbara Tucker,
Frankie Knuckles,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Sonics,
Erykah Badu,
Youth Brigade,
Los Fastidios,
Sarah Menescal,
Joyce Sims,
MC5,
Throbbing Gristle,
Piero Umiliani,
Lalann,
Kenny Larkin,
Lou Reed,
D'Angelo,
Eric B and Rakim,
Dennis Brown,
Neu!,
Angry Samoans,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Techniques,
New Age Steppers,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Suicide,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.