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 Latvia and from Toronto.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ 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 Mad Mike to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Lou Christie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Coltrane 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gastr Del Sol record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deepchord,
The Shadows of Knight,
Dave Gahan,
The Buckinghams,
Gang Green,
The Seeds,
Spoonie Gee,
Sixth Finger,
Shoche,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crooked Eye,
Adolescents,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Graham Central Station,
Procol Harum,
Jacob Miller,
F. McDonald,
Dawn Penn,
Man Parrish,
Black Moon,
Sound Behaviour,
Amon Düül,
Tears for Fears,
Marmalade,
Dennis Brown,
Wolf Eyes,
Nick Fraelich,
Cheater Slicks,
Mo-Dettes,
Cameo,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Junior Murvin,
Eli Mardock,
Stiv Bators,
Magazine,
Marine Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Intrusion,
Hoover,
Minutemen,
Stereo Dub,
Half Japanese,
Khruangbin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sandy B,
Faraquet,
Bobby Sherman,
Make Up,
Eddi Front,
Warren Ellis,
Aaron Thompson,
Janne Schatter,
Crash Course in Science,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Residents,
Robert Görl,
Infiniti,
Scientists, Scientists, Scientists, Scientists.
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.