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 Slovenia and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin 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 Babytalk to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 JFA. All the underground hits.
All Reagan Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Davy DMX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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 Grass Roots,
Boredoms,
The Black Dice,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Khruangbin,
John Holt,
Pantytec,
Erasure,
The Zeros,
Yellowson,
Mad Mike,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Scott Walker,
The Kinks,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gang Starr,
The Busters,
Mo-Dettes,
The Misunderstood,
Malaria!,
Nick Fraelich,
Y Pants,
Fela Kuti,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Smiths,
Roger Hodgson,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bad Manners,
Matthew Bourne,
Yazoo,
Aloha Tigers,
Das Ding,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Unwound,
Clear Light,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sexual Harrassment,
Basic Channel,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Alphaville,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Monks,
DJ Style,
Maurizio,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jerry's Kids,
The Human League,
Electric Prunes,
Brothers Johnson,
Accadde A,
Skaos,
Al Stewart,
Thee Headcoats,
Man Eating Sloth,
Moss Icon,
The Durutti Column,
Con Funk Shun,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.