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 Kuwait and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Salvador.
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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Andrew Hill to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Patti Smith. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dawn Penn record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Iggy Pop,
Outsiders,
Cybotron,
Hasil Adkins,
Jimmy McGriff,
Toni Rubio,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Knickerbockers,
Goldenarms,
The Five Americans,
Grauzone,
R.M.O.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Seeds,
Stockholm Monsters,
Amon Düül,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sixth Finger,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Fatback Band,
Saccharine Trust,
Unwound,
Connie Case,
Minnie Riperton,
Cluster,
The Victims,
Fear,
Dennis Brown,
Interpol,
MDC,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gladiators,
Crispy Ambulance,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Howard Jones,
The Techniques,
La Düsseldorf,
Matthew Bourne,
Maleditus Sound,
Echospace,
Mark Hollis,
Inner City,
Scrapy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rites of Spring,
Faraquet,
Graham Central Station,
Roy Ayers,
Sonic Youth,
OOIOO,
Zero Boys,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Thee Headcoats,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Pantaleimon,
The Doobie Brothers,
Hashim,
Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare, Avey Tare.
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.