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 Bulgaria and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 rhodes 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 Major Organ And The Adding Machine to the rap kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Alarm Clocks 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
Andrew Hill,
Pulsallama,
Laurel Aitken,
Arcadia,
Infiniti,
The Grass Roots,
Excepter,
The Dirtbombs,
The J.B.'s,
Sister Nancy,
Vainqueur,
Spoonie Gee,
Brass Construction,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
48th St. Collective,
Rapeman,
Minny Pops,
Kenny Larkin,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Michelle Simonal,
Rosa Yemen,
Hot Snakes,
Mars,
The Fuzztones,
Roxette,
The New Christs,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Divine Comedy,
The Dave Clark Five,
Traffic Nightmare,
Gang Gang Dance,
Bad Manners,
Negative Approach,
Nation of Ulysses,
Scott Walker,
Dual Sessions,
Lightning Bolt,
The Velvet Underground,
Tropical Tobacco,
Donny Hathaway,
Smog,
Oblivians,
Zapp,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cybotron,
The Real Kids,
Black Sheep,
KRS-One,
Pantytec,
Lebanon Hanover,
Todd Rundgren,
Soul Sonic Force,
Rhythm & Sound,
Harmonia,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Man Eating Sloth,
Brick,
Davy DMX,
Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix, Mantronix.
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.