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 Fiji and from Taipei.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator 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 The J.B.'s to the crunk 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 J.B.'s. All the underground hits.
All 8 Eyed Spy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 snare and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bluetip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
MC5,
Jeff Lynne,
Scan 7,
Amon Düül,
Monolake,
Prince Buster,
The Seeds,
Dennis Brown,
The Star Department,
Chrome,
Letta Mbulu,
Lalo Schifrin,
Kenny Larkin,
The American Breed,
The Cowsills,
Stereo Dub,
Bill Near,
Blancmange,
The Velvet Underground,
Minor Threat,
Freddie Wadling,
Grey Daturas,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Fugazi,
Lalann,
Don Cherry,
The Slits,
Neil Young,
Pussy Galore,
Nils Olav,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jacques Brel,
Erykah Badu,
Amon Düül II,
Urselle,
Bootsy Collins,
Malaria!,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Eric B and Rakim,
DNA,
New Age Steppers,
The Skatalites,
Todd Rundgren,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Smoke,
Mark Hollis,
Oneida,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ludus,
Thee Headcoats,
kango's stein massive,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Raincoats,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Associates,
Funky Four + One,
Juan Atkins,
Eurythmics,
Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls, Marine Girls.
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.