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 Togo and from Bremen.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 theremin 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the crunk 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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Avey Tare record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Erasure record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Negative Approach,
Hashim,
Zapp,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Walker Brothers,
Deadbeat,
Eurythmics,
Stockholm Monsters,
Simply Red,
PIL,
Moebius,
Eric Dolphy,
The Count Five,
Donny Hathaway,
Derrick Morgan,
James White and The Blacks,
Anakelly,
the Swans,
The Gladiators,
The Pop Group,
Section 25,
Ronnie Foster,
R.M.O.,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Sonics,
Dennis Brown,
Q65,
Erykah Badu,
The Selecter,
Moby Grape,
The Durutti Column,
Aaron Thompson,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
A Certain Ratio,
the Germs,
The Music Machine,
Rakim,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Eve St. Jones,
Intrusion,
The Invisible,
the Normal,
Andrew Hill,
Public Enemy,
The Fugs,
Tres Demented,
Black Bananas,
Sällskapet,
Warren Ellis,
Unwound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Shuggie Otis,
a-ha,
Severed Heads,
X-101,
Johnny Clarke,
Lucky Dragons,
Kayak,
Niagra,
Suburban Knight,
Urselle,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry, Red Lorry Yellow Lorry.
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.