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 Kosovo and from Cairo.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 harpsichord 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 DJ Style 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Cramps,
Robert Hood,
PIL,
Faust,
Jandek,
Quando Quango,
The Offenders,
LL Cool J,
Urselle,
Animal Collective,
Arthur Verocai,
Carl Craig,
Derrick Morgan,
MC5,
Jeru the Damaja,
Agitation Free,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tomorrow,
Outsiders,
Davy DMX,
Scion,
The Count Five,
Duran Duran,
Frankie Knuckles,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sonics,
Pierre Henry,
Interpol,
The Divine Comedy,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Connie Case,
Scan 7,
David Axelrod,
Intrusion,
Masters at Work,
Rotary Connection,
Minor Threat,
Erykah Badu,
Ronnie Foster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Moleskins,
The Fuzztones,
Deakin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Saints,
T. Rex,
Kerrie Biddell,
Visage,
the Normal,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Funkadelic,
Fear,
Qualms,
Simply Red,
The Angels of Light,
Y Pants,
Monks,
Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats, Thee Headcoats.
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.