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 Nicaragua and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Lagos.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Marvin Gaye to the punk 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 Bobbi Humphrey. All the underground hits.
All Oneida tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Crispy Ambulance,
Icehouse,
Davy DMX,
Lightning Bolt,
Q65,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ludus,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Buckinghams,
Althea and Donna,
Grey Daturas,
Magma,
Popol Vuh,
Pantaleimon,
10cc,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Mr. Review,
Eric Copeland,
The Standells,
John Coltrane,
The Tremeloes,
Gil Scott Heron,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sonny Sharrock,
Maleditus Sound,
Desert Stars,
Basic Channel,
The Slackers,
LL Cool J,
Black Sheep,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Negative Approach,
Amazonics,
The Leaves,
Ohio Players,
Matthew Halsall,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Angels of Light,
Siglo XX,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Stetsasonic,
Skriet,
K-Klass,
Faust,
Agitation Free,
Magazine,
Sound Behaviour,
Johnny Osbourne,
Agent Orange,
The Red Krayola,
Fluxion,
Ponytail,
Jeff Mills,
Gang Green,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Chris & Cosey,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Suburban Knight,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.