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 Liberia and from Stockholm.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Boredoms to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Peter and Kerry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every In Retrospect 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Suburban Knight,
Spoonie Gee,
Suicide,
Joe Finger,
FM Einheit,
Patti Smith,
Chris Corsano,
Marine Girls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pylon,
Scientists,
Newcleus,
Janne Schatter,
The Zeros,
The Modern Lovers,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Zapp,
Susan Cadogan,
Bobby Sherman,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Bootsy Collins,
Monolake,
Neil Young,
Amazonics,
Hasil Adkins,
Negative Approach,
Jesper Dahlback,
Piero Umiliani,
DNA,
Das Ding,
Spandau Ballet,
The Barracudas,
Donald Byrd,
The Searchers,
Brass Construction,
Barbara Tucker,
Don Cherry,
The Pretty Things,
the Swans,
Minutemen,
The J.B.'s,
DJ Sneak,
the Sonics,
Talk Talk,
Ten City,
Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Alice Coltrane,
Kerrie Biddell,
Absolute Body Control,
Television,
Second Layer,
Urselle,
The Music Machine,
Pere Ubu,
Marc Almond,
Con Funk Shun,
Fluxion,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.