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 Brazil and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 harpsichord 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 Faust to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gladiators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Interpol,
Infiniti,
The Cramps,
Negative Approach,
The Human League,
Television,
These Immortal Souls,
Eli Mardock,
Monks,
The Names,
Agent Orange,
Barbara Tucker,
The United States of America,
Michelle Simonal,
Amazonics,
DNA,
A Certain Ratio,
Roy Ayers,
X-101,
Piero Umiliani,
Matthew Bourne,
Ken Boothe,
The Stooges,
Technova,
Pierre Henry,
Wire,
Ronan,
New Age Steppers,
Malaria!,
Maurizio,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Suburban Knight,
U.S. Maple,
Blancmange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Laurel Aitken,
MDC,
The Walker Brothers,
Cecil Taylor,
R.M.O.,
Brand Nubian,
The Offenders,
Scrapy,
kango's stein massive,
the Slits,
Tubeway Army,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Aural Exciters,
Lakeside,
Glambeats Corp.,
UT,
AZ,
The Divine Comedy,
Sonic Youth,
Boredoms,
Maleditus Sound,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Searchers,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.