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 Grenada and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 This Heat to the grime 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 Pussy Galore. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ten City,
Deadbeat,
Jeff Mills,
Eric B and Rakim,
Maurizio,
Vainqueur,
Second Layer,
Reagan Youth,
Los Fastidios,
Connie Case,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Invisible,
Tom Boy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Lebanon Hanover,
Mr. Review,
Delta 5,
Archie Shepp,
Circle Jerks,
Avey Tare,
X-101,
Silicon Teens,
DNA,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soul Sonic Force,
Trumans Water,
Camberwell Now,
Visage,
Michelle Simonal,
Pierre Henry,
Toni Rubio,
Eve St. Jones,
Kevin Saunderson,
Hoover,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Amon Düül II,
Radiohead,
Supertramp,
Lucky Dragons,
Massinfluence,
The Cramps,
Scratch Acid,
Faust,
Gabor Szabo,
Monks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Soul II Soul,
Agent Orange,
Flamin' Groovies,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Green,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Remains,
Tommy Roe,
Banda Bassotti,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo, Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo.
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.