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 Cairo.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 güiro 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 Derrick May to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Rites of Spring. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Womack record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Notorious Big And Bone Thugs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Schoolly D,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Skatalites,
Sonny Sharrock,
Donny Hathaway,
The Music Machine,
Royal Trux,
10cc,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Barracudas,
Joy Division,
Nas,
Barbara Tucker,
Con Funk Shun,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lou Reed,
In Retrospect,
Moebius,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
Yaz,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scott Walker,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Duran Duran,
Underground Resistance,
The Stooges,
Eric Dolphy,
Throbbing Gristle,
cv313,
Boredoms,
Jerry's Kids,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gun Club,
Bizarre Inc.,
David Axelrod,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tears for Fears,
Blancmange,
Goldenarms,
Livin' Joy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Whodini,
The Gladiators,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Byrd,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Marmalade,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Unwound,
The Names,
Drexciya,
Urselle,
Lyres,
Ossler,
Rosa Yemen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Sonics,
Animal Collective,
The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers, The Slackers.
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.