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 Austria and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 theremin 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 Rhythm & Sound to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 The Leaves. All the underground hits.
All Oppenheimer Analysis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Five Americans,
Peter and Kerry,
Moby Grape,
Prince Buster,
Depeche Mode,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Eli Mardock,
The Buckinghams,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Gun Club,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Crooked Eye,
Pagans,
Radiohead,
Nas,
The Searchers,
The Stooges,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lee Hazlewood,
Procol Harum,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Beau Brummels,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Goldenarms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Oneida,
Soul II Soul,
Camberwell Now,
Gil Scott Heron,
Model 500,
Tim Buckley,
John Holt,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tres Demented,
Eurythmics,
Letta Mbulu,
The Vogues,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Amon Düül,
Neil Young,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tears for Fears,
Albert Ayler,
Popol Vuh,
Crispy Ambulance,
Talk Talk,
Ultimate Spinach,
Ludus,
Grauzone,
The Slits,
Scientists,
The Velvet Underground,
Organ,
The Wake,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Associates,
Joe Finger,
Sarah Menescal,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.