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 Poland and from Copenhagen.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Accadde A to the rock 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 Youth Brigade. All the underground hits.
All 48th St. Collective tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eden Ahbez record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
Carl Craig,
EPMD,
Supertramp,
Pylon,
the Sonics,
Lower 48,
Q65,
Peter and Kerry,
Roxette,
The Pop Group,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül,
The Five Americans,
Minutemen,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Organ,
Don Cherry,
Bobby Byrd,
Eden Ahbez,
Basic Channel,
Masters at Work,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun City Girls,
Funky Four + One,
Colin Newman,
L. Decosne,
The Index,
Radiopuhelimet,
Amazonics,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Wake,
Model 500,
Dorothy Ashby,
Television Personalities,
the Germs,
Eurythmics,
Ponytail,
Alison Limerick,
Marvin Gaye,
cv313,
Eric Copeland,
JFA,
Swans,
Flipper,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Slits,
Bob Dylan,
Erykah Badu,
Yusef Lateef,
The J.B.'s,
Drexciya,
David Bowie,
Can,
The Human League,
Blake Baxter,
Livin' Joy,
Das Ding,
Ultimate Spinach,
Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers, Aloha Tigers.
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.