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 Tunisia and from Philadelphia.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 harpsichord 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the grunge 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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Flipper 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Saints record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Au Pairs,
The Count Five,
The Motions,
Index,
The Fire Engines,
Moby Grape,
Yazoo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Magazine,
Monolake,
Roy Ayers,
The Music Machine,
The Fortunes,
Michelle Simonal,
Moebius,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Idris Muhammad,
Warren Ellis,
Television Personalities,
Delon & Dalcan,
Barrington Levy,
kango's stein massive,
Fat Boys,
Matthew Bourne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Slave,
Joe Finger,
Thompson Twins,
Arab on Radar,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Banda Bassotti,
Accadde A,
Heaven 17,
Iggy Pop,
Parry Music,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Anthony Braxton,
Icehouse,
Minor Threat,
Chrome,
China Crisis,
Dennis Brown,
Infiniti,
John Cale,
Dark Day,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Hasil Adkins,
The Stooges,
Unrelated Segments,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lebanon Hanover,
Judy Mowatt,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Gang Green,
Harpers Bizarre,
Shoche,
Ultimate Spinach,
Camberwell Now,
The Divine Comedy,
Second Layer,
Lindisfarne,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.