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 Kazakhstan and from Bologna.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All The Doobie Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ajijia Myrayebe 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wasted Youth,
Moebius,
These Immortal Souls,
D'Angelo,
Mary Jane Girls,
Todd Terry,
Joyce Sims,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Ronan,
Delta 5,
PIL,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Peter and Kerry,
Symarip,
Pantytec,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Slick Rick,
Public Enemy,
One Last Wish,
Eli Mardock,
Accadde A,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Neil Young,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobby Byrd,
Pole,
The Fuzztones,
Shuggie Otis,
Stiv Bators,
China Crisis,
Ohio Players,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Slits,
Aaron Thompson,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
the Bar-Kays,
Metal Thangz,
The Modern Lovers,
Lalo Schifrin,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Magma,
Newcleus,
Radio Birdman,
Soul Sonic Force,
Jeff Lynne,
Sparks,
Mantronix,
Roxy Music,
The Saints,
Mandrill,
The Blackbyrds,
Kerri Chandler,
Iggy Pop,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Camouflage,
Zero Boys,
Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu, Letta Mbulu.
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.