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 Guyana and from Winnipeg.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sonic Youth to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All The Neon Judgement tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Warren Ellis,
Flipper,
Scientists,
Harmonia,
X-Ray Spex,
Crash Course in Science,
Bang On A Can,
Q and Not U,
Con Funk Shun,
Moss Icon,
Matthew Halsall,
Carl Craig,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Ponytail,
Supertramp,
Radiopuhelimet,
Johnny Clarke,
Lungfish,
Cymande,
Nils Olav,
Leonard Cohen,
Malaria!,
Andrew Hill,
The Gories,
Little Man,
Ituana,
Underground Resistance,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rhythm & Sound,
Talk Talk,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pantaleimon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Dark Day,
Toni Rubio,
Todd Rundgren,
Curtis Mayfield,
Gang of Four,
Ten City,
Derrick Morgan,
In Retrospect,
Nas,
the Association,
Kerrie Biddell,
Harry Pussy,
Dead Boys,
Outsiders,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Cybotron,
Throbbing Gristle,
Interpol,
Peter and Kerry,
ABC,
Intrusion,
Flash Fearless,
The Wake,
Procol Harum,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Litter,
Black Pus,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band, The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band.
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.