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 Haiti and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
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 harpsichord 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blossom Toes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 spring reverb and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bizarre Inc. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cameo,
E-Dancer,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
David Bowie,
Khruangbin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Hasil Adkins,
Iggy Pop,
Vainqueur,
Siglo XX,
Radiohead,
Eric Dolphy,
Harmonia,
Matthew Halsall,
Cecil Taylor,
Darondo,
Godley & Creme,
Soul Sonic Force,
Anthony Braxton,
Altered Images,
Fela Kuti,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Detroit Cobras,
One Last Wish,
Jandek,
June of 44,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Aural Exciters,
Sällskapet,
Scientists,
Intrusion,
a-ha,
DNA,
Desert Stars,
The Knickerbockers,
Spoonie Gee,
The Electric Prunes,
The Sonics,
The Motions,
B.T. Express,
The Busters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lyres,
Dave Gahan,
Supertramp,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Motorama,
Avey Tare,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang Starr,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Alison Limerick,
Suicide,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Qualms,
Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth, Reagan Youth.
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.