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 Grenada and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Trojans to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Halsall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Isaac Hayes,
Easy Going,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Khruangbin,
Ohio Players,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Arab on Radar,
Nick Fraelich,
The Zeros,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Man Parrish,
Absolute Body Control,
Michelle Simonal,
Sandy B,
Deadbeat,
New Age Steppers,
Colin Newman,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Connie Case,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Reuben Wilson,
Drive Like Jehu,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Throbbing Gristle,
Aaron Thompson,
Flamin' Groovies,
Radiohead,
Mo-Dettes,
Animal Collective,
La Düsseldorf,
Yaz,
Lungfish,
The Knickerbockers,
Mandrill,
Black Moon,
Dark Day,
Shoche,
The Searchers,
Harmonia,
Kool Moe Dee,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Monochrome Set,
Second Layer,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Half Japanese,
Slick Rick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Minutemen,
Howard Jones,
UT,
Unwound,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
EPMD,
Pagans,
48th St. Collective,
John Foxx,
Sun Ra,
Terry Callier,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Invisible,
The Fugs,
Gang Green,
Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring, Rites of Spring.
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.