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 Mexico and from Lyon.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Monochrome Set to the electroclash 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 The Electric Prunes. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Near record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Electric Prunes,
Lyres,
Massinfluence,
Dual Sessions,
Robert Hood,
Flipper,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang of Four,
Essential Logic,
The Buckinghams,
David Axelrod,
Archie Shepp,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Radio Birdman,
Public Image Ltd.,
Cal Tjader,
LL Cool J,
Slave,
The Young Rascals,
PIL,
Marmalade,
Lakeside,
The Slits,
The Searchers,
Basic Channel,
Camouflage,
The Misunderstood,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Leaves,
Scientists,
Johnny Clarke,
Cluster,
Yazoo,
H. Thieme,
Average White Band,
Nils Olav,
Davy DMX,
Mary Jane Girls,
Mad Mike,
Minny Pops,
Nas,
These Immortal Souls,
Easy Going,
Q and Not U,
The Busters,
Altered Images,
The Monochrome Set,
Junior Murvin,
Hasil Adkins,
Main Source,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Magma,
Kerri Chandler,
Aloha Tigers,
JFA,
The Dave Clark Five,
Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül, Amon Düül.
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.