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 Dominica and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Patti Smith to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Johnny Clarke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Pretty Things,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Joyce Sims,
Throbbing Gristle,
Icehouse,
Public Enemy,
Gang Starr,
Aural Exciters,
These Immortal Souls,
Nick Fraelich,
X-102,
Eric Dolphy,
Jeff Lynne,
Kerri Chandler,
Quantec,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ronan,
Sonic Youth,
The Smiths,
Television Personalities,
Kaleidoscope,
ABBA,
Mad Mike,
Connie Case,
Motorama,
Dawn Penn,
Alphaville,
Faraquet,
FM Einheit,
Colin Newman,
Aswad,
Morten Harket,
The Sonics,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sandy B,
Franke,
Panda Bear,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Toasters,
Moss Icon,
Sarah Menescal,
Terrestrial Tones,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Michelle Simonal,
Circle Jerks,
Procol Harum,
Television,
the Slits,
Guru Guru,
Arthur Verocai,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Cramps,
Lalann,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Newcleus,
The Busters,
Sam Rivers,
Piero Umiliani,
Aloha Tigers,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks, Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks.
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.