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 Gabon and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1964 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Lightning Bolt to the electroclash 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All DJ Sneak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeff Lynne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Walker Brothers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Gastr Del Sol,
Mission of Burma,
Yusef Lateef,
Delta 5,
Nirvana,
Matthew Halsall,
K-Klass,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Associates,
These Immortal Souls,
Aloha Tigers,
Tomorrow,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jesper Dahlback,
Marc Almond,
Radiohead,
Derrick May,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soul Sonic Force,
Mantronix,
Grey Daturas,
Glambeats Corp.,
Altered Images,
Shoche,
Public Enemy,
DJ Sneak,
The Fire Engines,
Buzzcocks,
Soulsonic Force,
Monks,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Marine Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ten City,
Ronan,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Silicon Teens,
Nils Olav,
Quantec,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
JFA,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Tears for Fears,
Sparks,
Vladislav Delay,
R.M.O.,
Carl Craig,
Cheater Slicks,
Isaac Hayes,
Neu!,
MC5,
Funky Four + One,
The Move,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Roger Hodgson,
The Selecter,
Ohio Players,
Faraquet,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.