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 Mali and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin 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 Susan Cadogan to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Peanut Butter Conspiracy. All the underground hits.
All Half Japanese tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Buckinghams record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Panda Bear,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Soft Cell,
Gong,
The Seeds,
The Buckinghams,
Moebius,
Heaven 17,
Ituana,
Tres Demented,
Marmalade,
Ice-T,
Sight & Sound,
The Gap Band,
Leonard Cohen,
Urselle,
Half Japanese,
Yusef Lateef,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Lyres,
Hoover,
Derrick Morgan,
Q and Not U,
The Flesh Eaters,
Kenny Larkin,
Alton Ellis,
Fear,
T. Rex,
Curtis Mayfield,
Anthony Braxton,
Boogie Down Productions,
Youth Brigade,
Bobby Sherman,
Jandek,
Lalann,
Magma,
Eden Ahbez,
Oneida,
Throbbing Gristle,
Slick Rick,
The Fuzztones,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rufus Thomas,
Niagra,
R.M.O.,
Gichy Dan,
Mad Mike,
The Misunderstood,
Fatback Band,
Agitation Free,
Subhumans,
The Blackbyrds,
Aural Exciters,
Eric Copeland,
kango's stein massive,
The Mummies,
Sällskapet,
Absolute Body Control,
DJ Style,
Parry Music,
Theoretical Girls,
Scratch Acid,
Scrapy,
AZ, AZ, AZ, AZ.
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.