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 Trinidad & Tobago and from Manila.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Monks to the grunge 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 The Pop Group. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Hill tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Litter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a harpsichord 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 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Inner City,
Symarip,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Faraquet,
Moby Grape,
The Offenders,
Kaleidoscope,
Panda Bear,
The J.B.'s,
Erykah Badu,
Brass Construction,
Carl Craig,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Neu!,
Hashim,
Tomorrow,
The Moody Blues,
The Searchers,
Blancmange,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Last Poets,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Blake Baxter,
Tropical Tobacco,
Angry Samoans,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Invisible,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rod Modell,
The Fire Engines,
Warsaw,
Smog,
The Motions,
Eli Mardock,
The Raincoats,
Fugazi,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Moss Icon,
H. Thieme,
Max Romeo,
Basic Channel,
The Black Dice,
Scott Walker,
The Monks,
The Fugs,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Los Fastidios,
Crime,
Skarface,
Marine Girls,
Pet Shop Boys,
Skaos,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Jerry's Kids,
cv313,
The Fuzztones,
The Gun Club,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Lebanon Hanover,
Janne Schatter,
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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.