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 Burkina and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Johannesburg.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Sonic Youth to the rock 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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ohio Players record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gregory Isaacs,
Wire,
Amon Düül,
Boogie Down Productions,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Idris Muhammad,
Black Moon,
Eli Mardock,
The Blackbyrds,
D'Angelo,
Dark Day,
The Star Department,
Leonard Cohen,
Technova,
Gichy Dan,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Banda Bassotti,
Patti Smith,
Kenny Larkin,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
A Certain Ratio,
Dual Sessions,
Lalann,
Curtis Mayfield,
Alphaville,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Ludus,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ten City,
The Human League,
Lebanon Hanover,
Magma,
PIL,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Pretty Things,
Easy Going,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Pop Group,
Boredoms,
Aswad,
Echospace,
Blancmange,
Tom Boy,
Moby Grape,
June Days,
Ice-T,
Wolf Eyes,
kango's stein massive,
Harmonia,
Nils Olav,
Rod Modell,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
David Axelrod,
The Saints,
Peter and Kerry,
Chrome,
The Leaves,
The Grass Roots,
Rhythm & Sound,
Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman, Bobby Sherman.
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.