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 Israel and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 organ 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 Jacob Miller to the techno 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 Young Marble Giants. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ronan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fela Kuti record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
X-Ray Spex,
Faraquet,
Rotary Connection,
Sam Rivers,
Amazonics,
The Skatalites,
Hashim,
June of 44,
Fad Gadget,
Pole,
Quantec,
Peter & Gordon,
The Smiths,
Stereo Dub,
Sound Behaviour,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Lakeside,
Heaven 17,
Bush Tetras,
Leonard Cohen,
MDC,
Drive Like Jehu,
a-ha,
Crime,
Letta Mbulu,
R.M.O.,
Swans,
Little Man,
Barry Ungar,
Sparks,
Soft Machine,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Oblivians,
Scan 7,
Con Funk Shun,
The Alarm Clocks,
Iggy Pop,
Inner City,
The Stooges,
Schoolly D,
Yusef Lateef,
Joensuu 1685,
Magazine,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Seeds,
The Modern Lovers,
Stetsasonic,
Saccharine Trust,
Flipper,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Crispian St. Peters,
Smog,
Jawbox,
Television,
Moebius,
Black Moon,
Can,
Loose Ends,
Guru Guru,
Bad Manners,
Maleditus Sound,
10cc,
Youth Brigade,
Porter Ricks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.