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 Libya and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Pierre Henry to the grime 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 Tropical Tobacco. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Rundgren record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rufus Thomas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Minor Threat,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Modern Lovers,
The Residents,
Dennis Brown,
The Techniques,
The Smiths,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jesper Dahlback,
T. Rex,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Detroit Cobras,
Royal Trux,
DNA,
Shuggie Otis,
Kayak,
Infiniti,
Avey Tare,
Soft Machine,
New Age Steppers,
Tomorrow,
This Heat,
Black Moon,
Cameo,
Wings,
Black Pus,
Althea and Donna,
Los Fastidios,
The Litter,
The Music Machine,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bang On A Can,
Bobby Sherman,
Sixth Finger,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Jerry's Kids,
Scratch Acid,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Crispy Ambulance,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stereo Dub,
Amazonics,
Hashim,
Darondo,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Angry Samoans,
Chris & Cosey,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Heaven 17,
Vainqueur,
The Fall,
Crispian St. Peters,
Scientists,
Neil Young,
Blake Baxter,
Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division, Joy Division.
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.