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 Honduras 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 OOIOO to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All the Normal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 theremin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
Derrick May,
The Saints,
Public Image Ltd.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cure,
Easy Going,
Tres Demented,
Neu!,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Angry Samoans,
Deakin,
Mantronix,
Eli Mardock,
Gichy Dan,
Rakim,
Lungfish,
Nas,
Ronan,
The Human League,
Peter and Kerry,
Chrome,
PIL,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Flesh Eaters,
Swans,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mars,
Schoolly D,
Wolf Eyes,
Graham Central Station,
Wire,
Nirvana,
David Bowie,
Pulsallama,
The Shadows of Knight,
Juan Atkins,
Outsiders,
Minutemen,
Isaac Hayes,
The Mummies,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Vogues,
Danielle Patucci,
This Heat,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Barrington Levy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Panda Bear,
Scott Walker,
The Fortunes,
Country Joe & The Fish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Niagra,
Matthew Halsall,
Ultravox,
Moby Grape,
Robert Hood,
Rhythm & Sound,
Amon Düül,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.