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 Tuvalu and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pharoah Sanders to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Hoover. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Electric Prunes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 güiro and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jeff Mills record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Warren Ellis,
New Age Steppers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Marvin Gaye,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pet Shop Boys,
Erykah Badu,
Symarip,
Kayak,
Magma,
Skriet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Bar-Kays,
The Grass Roots,
The Birthday Party,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tomorrow,
Joe Finger,
OOIOO,
Outsiders,
The Gun Club,
Trumans Water,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Peter and Kerry,
The Real Kids,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Bronski Beat,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Wake,
Television,
Mr. Review,
The Skatalites,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
R.M.O.,
Patti Smith,
kango's stein massive,
Audionom,
The Slits,
Procol Harum,
Mo-Dettes,
The Angels of Light,
Dead Boys,
Thee Headcoats,
The Blues Magoos,
Kaleidoscope,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Saints,
Technova,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gang Green,
The Cure,
The Buckinghams,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Smiths,
A Certain Ratio,
Graham Central Station,
Faust,
Jeru the Damaja,
Reagan Youth,
The Electric Prunes,
Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia, Harmonia.
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.