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 China and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Animal Collective to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Icehouse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Hashim,
The Smiths,
The New Christs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Essential Logic,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rekid,
Aaron Thompson,
Nirvana,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Soft Cell,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Animal Collective,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Popol Vuh,
Josef K,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dave Gahan,
The Velvet Underground,
Rhythm & Sound,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Cal Tjader,
Agent Orange,
Robert Görl,
June Days,
Man Parrish,
Sarah Menescal,
Sugar Minott,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Litter,
The Buckinghams,
Rapeman,
Public Enemy,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Blackbyrds,
10cc,
Alison Limerick,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Basic Channel,
Bush Tetras,
Quantec,
Radiohead,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sandy B,
Black Moon,
Public Image Ltd.,
Guru Guru,
Black Bananas,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Vogues,
Bobby Womack,
Minutemen,
Rites of Spring,
Glenn Branca,
Janne Schatter,
Sonic Youth,
Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith, Patti Smith.
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.