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 Salvador.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 harpsichord 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 Pylon to the rap 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 Babytalk. All the underground hits.
All Wally Richardson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mark Hollis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joe Finger record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masters at Work,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Joe Smooth,
Wings,
The Victims,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Evens,
Ultravox,
Kaleidoscope,
Rufus Thomas,
The Doobie Brothers,
Sonic Youth,
Make Up,
Kevin Saunderson,
Deepchord,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Velvet Underground,
Black Moon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Al Stewart,
Excepter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Bill Near,
Blancmange,
Scion,
Arcadia,
Dark Day,
Roxette,
The Cure,
the Swans,
Eric Dolphy,
The Vogues,
Cameo,
The Zeros,
Faust,
The Five Americans,
The Angels of Light,
Smog,
Soft Machine,
Liliput,
Public Enemy,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alice Coltrane,
Cluster,
Lightning Bolt,
Bang On A Can,
Nico,
Marine Girls,
Erykah Badu,
Quadrant,
Crash Course in Science,
Bill Wells,
Q65,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Newcleus,
Agent Orange,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The American Breed,
Ponytail,
Barry Ungar,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
AZ,
Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango, Quando Quango.
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.