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 United Kingdom and from Manchester.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 rhodes 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 Mantronix to the techno kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kas Product. All the underground hits.
All New Age Steppers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every X-102 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Blossom Toes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Star Department,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Deepchord,
Popol Vuh,
The Leaves,
The Standells,
The Searchers,
Fad Gadget,
Bobby Womack,
Dawn Penn,
Marvin Gaye,
Mark Hollis,
Smog,
Yazoo,
Kerrie Biddell,
the Association,
Easy Going,
Urselle,
The Moleskins,
Index,
The Selecter,
Eli Mardock,
Shuggie Otis,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Inner City,
The Buckinghams,
EPMD,
The Dirtbombs,
Unrelated Segments,
Liliput,
The Dave Clark Five,
Von Mondo,
The Trojans,
Monolake,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Black Flag,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Barclay James Harvest,
Man Parrish,
Soft Cell,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Leonard Cohen,
Al Stewart,
The Slits,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
cv313,
Nas,
Charles Mingus,
Cameo,
Donald Byrd,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.