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 Bhutan and from Bologna.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Soul II Soul to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Jacob Miller. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Urselle,
Lightning Bolt,
Bobby Sherman,
X-102,
KRS-One,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Slits,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lalo Schifrin,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Fluxion,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pussy Galore,
Nirvana,
Cheater Slicks,
Pierre Henry,
Harry Pussy,
The Happenings,
Circle Jerks,
Soul II Soul,
Ossler,
John Foxx,
Tres Demented,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Television,
UT,
The Skatalites,
Skarface,
The Electric Prunes,
The Pretty Things,
Donny Hathaway,
Von Mondo,
Sixth Finger,
Groovy Waters,
The Black Dice,
Connie Case,
Country Teasers,
Skriet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Tremeloes,
Sonic Youth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Durutti Column,
Metal Thangz,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Hot Snakes,
Gregory Isaacs,
Gang of Four,
Delon & Dalcan,
Section 25,
The Star Department,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
the Soft Cell,
The Young Rascals,
Cymande,
Roxy Music,
Thee Headcoats,
a-ha,
Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's, Ultramagnetic MC's.
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.