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 Germany and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Nik Kershaw to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Detroit Cobras. All the underground hits.
All Fela Kuti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soul Sonic Force record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nik Kershaw,
Camberwell Now,
Henry Cow,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Babytalk,
Joe Finger,
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Black Bananas,
Kerrie Biddell,
Vladislav Delay,
Lakeside,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Faraquet,
Leonard Cohen,
ABBA,
Black Sheep,
Symarip,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Offenders,
Erasure,
Basic Channel,
The Trojans,
MDC,
Pantaleimon,
Y Pants,
The Fall,
The Red Krayola,
KRS-One,
Scrapy,
Procol Harum,
Von Mondo,
Marvin Gaye,
Fluxion,
kango's stein massive,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Deepchord,
Harmonia,
The Last Poets,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Count Five,
Chris Corsano,
Suburban Knight,
Rosa Yemen,
Lungfish,
David Bowie,
The Saints,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Vogues,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bobby Womack,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Nils Olav,
Gang of Four,
The Fuzztones,
Lalann,
Surgeon,
Aloha Tigers,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.