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 Kazakhstan and from Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Man Parrish to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Lucky Dragons. All the underground hits.
All Clear Light tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rahsaan Roland Kirk record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Jimmy McGriff,
Skaos,
Underground Resistance,
K-Klass,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pantytec,
The Fall,
Pylon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Suicide,
Eli Mardock,
Pole,
Altered Images,
Anakelly,
Intrusion,
Babytalk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Symarip,
The Leaves,
Jerry's Kids,
Stockholm Monsters,
Joe Finger,
Gong,
Yusef Lateef,
Donny Hathaway,
Aswad,
Ossler,
OOIOO,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sexual Harrassment,
Piero Umiliani,
Swans,
Cymande,
Second Layer,
The Vogues,
Siglo XX,
Bobby Sherman,
Drexciya,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Happenings,
Qualms,
Country Joe & The Fish,
In Retrospect,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nirvana,
The Birthday Party,
10cc,
Theoretical Girls,
Harry Pussy,
Glambeats Corp.,
Aural Exciters,
Todd Rundgren,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pet Shop Boys,
Pere Ubu,
The Divine Comedy,
Desert Stars,
London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir, London Community Gospel Choir.
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.