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 Norway and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 EPMD to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fad Gadget. All the underground hits.
All Motorama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gun Club record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Star Department record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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?
Cabaret Voltaire,
Magma,
World's Most,
Pulsallama,
Eric B and Rakim,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Man Parrish,
Nik Kershaw,
LL Cool J,
Danielle Patucci,
Johnny Osbourne,
X-Ray Spex,
Soulsonic Force,
The Remains,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pagans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
New Order,
Nirvana,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Traffic Nightmare,
Cameo,
Davy DMX,
Glenn Branca,
Franke,
Dawn Penn,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Das Ding,
the Swans,
Cal Tjader,
Kerri Chandler,
Erykah Badu,
The New Christs,
Animal Collective,
Trumans Water,
Stereo Dub,
the Sonics,
The Gun Club,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joy Division,
Second Layer,
Camberwell Now,
Terry Callier,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Blake Baxter,
The Neon Judgement,
Public Enemy,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Mojo Men,
June Days,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Hasil Adkins,
Brand Nubian,
The Birthday Party,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Theoretical Girls,
Sound Behaviour,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Music Machine,
Al Stewart,
The Modern Lovers,
Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio, Maurizio.
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.