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 Samoa 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Aswad to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Electric Light Orchestra. All the underground hits.
All Rhythim Is Rhythim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Quadrant,
Sun City Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soft Machine,
Robert Hood,
La Düsseldorf,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Avey Tare,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Easy Going,
Tears for Fears,
Nirvana,
The Kinks,
Tomorrow,
Crash Course in Science,
Jeff Mills,
Pussy Galore,
The Mummies,
Faust,
Das Ding,
Suburban Knight,
Masters at Work,
Ultimate Spinach,
The United States of America,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Accadde A,
a-ha,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Victims,
Absolute Body Control,
Warren Ellis,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Con Funk Shun,
Gang Green,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Black Bananas,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Adolescents,
The Young Rascals,
Bang On A Can,
Gang Starr,
Piero Umiliani,
Babytalk,
Youth Brigade,
The Seeds,
Ituana,
Sparks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Ludus,
Dave Gahan,
Theoretical Girls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Parry Music,
DJ Sneak,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Music Machine,
X-101,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Sonics,
Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter, Blake Baxter.
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.