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 Gabon and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Calgary.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Masters at Work to the rap 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric B and Rakim 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Nick Fraelich,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions,
Connie Case,
Camouflage,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Evens,
Alice Coltrane,
These Immortal Souls,
Gong,
Rekid,
Cymande,
Faraquet,
The Happenings,
the Association,
Lower 48,
Inner City,
the Swans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Clear Light,
Flamin' Groovies,
Circle Jerks,
T.S.O.L.,
The Fall,
KRS-One,
John Foxx,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Tres Demented,
Cybotron,
Severed Heads,
Dark Day,
Joe Finger,
Derrick Morgan,
The Cowsills,
It's A Beautiful Day,
B.T. Express,
The Monks,
Toni Rubio,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Unrelated Segments,
Black Flag,
Organ,
Bootsy Collins,
Boredoms,
Tubeway Army,
The Detroit Cobras,
AZ,
Wasted Youth,
Flash Fearless,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Ponytail,
Idris Muhammad,
Dorothy Ashby,
DJ Sneak,
Frankie Knuckles,
Can,
Brass Construction,
Girls At Our Best!,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.