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 Mongolia and from Taipei.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar 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 Pharoah Sanders to the techno kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Lightning Bolt. All the underground hits.
All New Order tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Darondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
A Certain Ratio,
The Gap Band,
D'Angelo,
Kerri Chandler,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Alton Ellis,
The Standells,
Chris & Cosey,
Danielle Patucci,
Eve St. Jones,
Jesper Dahlback,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lightning Bolt,
Bush Tetras,
Malaria!,
Crash Course in Science,
Electric Light Orchestra,
the Normal,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Delon & Dalcan,
Echospace,
Alice Coltrane,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Von Mondo,
The Alarm Clocks,
CMW,
Excepter,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Bauhaus,
Pierre Henry,
The Saints,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bizarre Inc.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
EPMD,
Sonny Sharrock,
Harpers Bizarre,
Circle Jerks,
Basic Channel,
Brick,
Lyres,
Qualms,
Peter and Kerry,
Ultravox,
Blancmange,
Pet Shop Boys,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Matthew Halsall,
Popol Vuh,
Man Parrish,
Make Up,
Grey Daturas,
Hardrive,
Hot Snakes,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marc Almond,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Seeds,
Morten Harket,
Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going, Easy Going.
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.