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 Thailand and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Fuzztones to the jazz 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 Lonnie Liston Smith. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marine Girls 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 güiro and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Erykah Badu,
Derrick Morgan,
Index,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Nation of Ulysses,
Gang Gang Dance,
Angry Samoans,
Grey Daturas,
Janne Schatter,
The Cowsills,
Matthew Halsall,
Sly & The Family Stone,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Barracudas,
PIL,
Rekid,
The Zeros,
Albert Ayler,
Ten City,
Los Fastidios,
Ludus,
The Sonics,
Inner City,
Second Layer,
Khruangbin,
Boz Scaggs,
Monolake,
The Stooges,
Crime,
Sight & Sound,
Maleditus Sound,
David Axelrod,
The Cure,
Ponytail,
Simply Red,
Jacob Miller,
Crash Course in Science,
Erasure,
Robert Wyatt,
Tropical Tobacco,
Pere Ubu,
Bush Tetras,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dennis Brown,
Skaos,
Harmonia,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pagans,
Slick Rick,
Camberwell Now,
F. McDonald,
Model 500,
Zero Boys,
Jeru the Damaja,
John Lydon,
Roxette,
Marvin Gaye,
Idris Muhammad,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Skarface,
Faraquet,
the Swans,
Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy, Scrapy.
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.