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 Switzerland and from Salvador.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Yazoo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Zapp. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Country Teasers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Infiniti,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Byron Stingily,
Boz Scaggs,
Tres Demented,
Pierre Henry,
Television Personalities,
The Fortunes,
Chris Corsano,
The Smoke,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
H. Thieme,
Jawbox,
Morten Harket,
the Association,
Von Mondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Angels of Light,
Mission of Burma,
Dual Sessions,
Minutemen,
Country Teasers,
Marmalade,
The Music Machine,
Alton Ellis,
Duran Duran,
La Düsseldorf,
The Smiths,
Excepter,
Livin' Joy,
The Motions,
Quantec,
Sam Rivers,
New York Dolls,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Normal,
Underground Resistance,
Pharoah Sanders,
Neu!,
The Happenings,
Skarface,
Scratch Acid,
The Monks,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hoover,
Ponytail,
The Misunderstood,
These Immortal Souls,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Q65,
The Blues Magoos,
Echospace,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Young Rascals,
Hot Snakes,
The Slackers,
Silicon Teens,
The Real Kids,
Nation of Ulysses,
Pere Ubu,
Johnny Osbourne,
Skriet,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things, The Pretty Things.
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.