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 Tuvalu and from Copenhagen.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Banda Bassotti to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Smiths. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Echo & the Bunnymen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Copeland,
Man Eating Sloth,
Marc Almond,
Eyeless In Gaza,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Porter Ricks,
Rakim,
The Electric Prunes,
Grauzone,
The Sound,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Black Sheep,
Dark Day,
Mad Mike,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
June Days,
Mo-Dettes,
a-ha,
China Crisis,
Glambeats Corp.,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Make Up,
Hashim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Saccharine Trust,
Bauhaus,
Don Cherry,
Archie Shepp,
Crooked Eye,
Pagans,
Panda Bear,
Ponytail,
Judy Mowatt,
John Foxx,
The Raincoats,
Pantaleimon,
Arcadia,
The Gories,
The Martian,
Swans,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Average White Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Infiniti,
Charles Mingus,
Fear,
The Evens,
Fatback Band,
Alton Ellis,
Flipper,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fire Engines,
Bobby Byrd,
The Pretty Things,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Isaac Hayes,
Amon Düül II,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
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.