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 Tajikistan and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Curtis Mayfield to the rap 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 Sparks. All the underground hits.
All Flash Fearless tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a LL Cool J 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?
Eli Mardock,
Graham Central Station,
Maleditus Sound,
Icehouse,
The Velvet Underground,
Fugazi,
Suicide,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Warren Ellis,
The Smoke,
Pagans,
Curtis Mayfield,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Alison Limerick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Tommy Roe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kool Moe Dee,
Rufus Thomas,
Quadrant,
Index,
Magma,
X-101,
Rod Modell,
Soul II Soul,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Mummies,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Invisible,
Joyce Sims,
Scientists,
Joe Smooth,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Fall,
Bob Dylan,
The Real Kids,
David Bowie,
Eric Copeland,
Ice-T,
Soft Cell,
Television Personalities,
8 Eyed Spy,
Dennis Brown,
Guru Guru,
the Association,
Procol Harum,
Kenny Larkin,
Arcadia,
Man Eating Sloth,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Subhumans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Scott Walker,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
CMW,
The Selecter,
The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers, The Walker Brothers.
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.