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 Madagascar and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 rhodes 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 Stiv Bators to the grime kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Albert Ayler. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pulsallama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echospace,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Detroit Cobras,
The Buckinghams,
Peter & Gordon,
UT,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
James White and The Blacks,
Johnny Osbourne,
David Axelrod,
Kayak,
Royal Trux,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Invisible,
Idris Muhammad,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cymande,
The Last Poets,
Scion,
Zero Boys,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Grandmaster Flash,
Blake Baxter,
Beasts of Bourbon,
New York Dolls,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fugazi,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Liliput,
Barbara Tucker,
John Lydon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Barrington Levy,
Sällskapet,
Kool Moe Dee,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
X-101,
Crispy Ambulance,
Magazine,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Mission of Burma,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Aloha Tigers,
Groovy Waters,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
Gang Gang Dance,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Flipper,
Matthew Bourne,
Rites of Spring,
Sound Behaviour,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Stockholm Monsters,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Mad Mike,
The Fire Engines,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.