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 Kazakhstan and from Seoul.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 the Swans to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 MC5. All the underground hits.
All Derrick May tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sly & The Family Stone record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 oboe and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
Brass Construction,
Essential Logic,
Shoche,
Stiv Bators,
Jacob Miller,
Aswad,
Half Japanese,
Scientists,
Spoonie Gee,
Joy Division,
Ronnie Foster,
The Dead C,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Zeros,
E-Dancer,
Anthony Braxton,
Desert Stars,
The Trojans,
Ludus,
Lalann,
Sonny Sharrock,
Urselle,
Roxy Music,
Angry Samoans,
Al Stewart,
The Alarm Clocks,
Grauzone,
This Heat,
Robert Hood,
Massinfluence,
Mark Hollis,
Rakim,
The Young Rascals,
Gang Starr,
Letta Mbulu,
Thee Headcoats,
Fad Gadget,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Audionom,
Subhumans,
Bobby Sherman,
Gabor Szabo,
Jeff Lynne,
Interpol,
Sound Behaviour,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Doors,
Liliput,
Neil Young,
Echospace,
Agent Orange,
Siglo XX,
Joyce Sims,
Marvin Gaye,
Michelle Simonal,
Sonic Youth,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The United States of America,
Mars,
Ralphi Rosario,
Nils Olav,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & 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.