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 Korea North and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Massinfluence to the punk 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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Adolescents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gichy Dan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bobby Sherman record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Glenn Branca,
Gil Scott Heron,
Be Bop Deluxe,
U.S. Maple,
Donald Byrd,
Agent Orange,
Eli Mardock,
Nation of Ulysses,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Pantaleimon,
Gregory Isaacs,
Skaos,
Rapeman,
Scan 7,
Ludus,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
James White and The Blacks,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Moody Blues,
The Black Dice,
Kerri Chandler,
The Golliwogs,
Dawn Penn,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pagans,
Clear Light,
Ituana,
Rekid,
10cc,
Kayak,
Sandy B,
The Happenings,
Zapp,
Jandek,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Dark Day,
The Shadows of Knight,
China Crisis,
The Techniques,
Organ,
Stetsasonic,
Lindisfarne,
Main Source,
The Monks,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Dirtbombs,
Jeru the Damaja,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Groovy Waters,
Shoche,
DNA,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Beau Brummels,
The Doors,
Maleditus Sound,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.