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 Ukraine and from Paris.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Quadrant to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 UT. All the underground hits.
All Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Panda Bear 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Godley & Creme record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Q65,
Traffic Nightmare,
Hasil Adkins,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
Zapp,
Gang Gang Dance,
Anthony Braxton,
Lucky Dragons,
The Names,
Malaria!,
Rites of Spring,
ABC,
Brass Construction,
Idris Muhammad,
Barry Ungar,
Minny Pops,
Japan,
Ultravox,
Chris & Cosey,
Suicide,
The Fire Engines,
Todd Rundgren,
Donny Hathaway,
Marvin Gaye,
the Swans,
Crime,
Glenn Branca,
Roxy Music,
Deepchord,
Pet Shop Boys,
David McCallum,
Lungfish,
Young Marble Giants,
Babytalk,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Divine Comedy,
Nas,
Cymande,
Iggy Pop,
Bluetip,
Pulsallama,
Matthew Halsall,
Hoover,
Steve Hackett,
Brothers Johnson,
Suburban Knight,
Dorothy Ashby,
Vladislav Delay,
Archie Shepp,
Tubeway Army,
Spandau Ballet,
The Doors,
Television,
Godley & Creme,
Absolute Body Control,
Scion,
Underground Resistance,
Masters at Work,
The Remains,
The Gun Club,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Magma,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo, Kool G Rap & DJ Polo.
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.