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 India and from Lyon.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 the Human League to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Invisible. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Maurizio 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
Boogie Down Productions,
Glambeats Corp.,
Porter Ricks,
Danielle Patucci,
Whodini,
the Bar-Kays,
Terry Callier,
Pagans,
Yellowson,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
La Düsseldorf,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Birthday Party,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Roxy Music,
Unwound,
The Motions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Alice Coltrane,
Nirvana,
Boredoms,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bad Manners,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Moody Blues,
CMW,
Ronan,
Yusef Lateef,
Lucky Dragons,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Fear,
Charles Mingus,
Desert Stars,
Scott Walker,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Johnny Clarke,
Lindisfarne,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Suburban Knight,
Aural Exciters,
Barbara Tucker,
New York Dolls,
Tim Buckley,
Rhythm & Sound,
Minutemen,
Johnny Osbourne,
Mr. Review,
Arthur Verocai,
cv313,
The Dead C,
The Neon Judgement,
New Order,
The Gap Band,
The Raincoats,
The Grass Roots,
Pierre Henry,
Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control, Absolute Body Control.
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.