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 Sierra Leone and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 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 John Coltrane to the techno 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 Scott Walker + Sunn O))). All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dual Sessions 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
DJ Sneak,
Erykah Badu,
Jawbox,
Von Mondo,
Hot Snakes,
Main Source,
Lower 48,
Chris Corsano,
FM Einheit,
AZ,
The Grass Roots,
Suburban Knight,
Depeche Mode,
The Evens,
Freddie Wadling,
D'Angelo,
Rotary Connection,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Drive Like Jehu,
Fat Boys,
World's Most,
Jeru the Damaja,
Silicon Teens,
The Leaves,
Lalo Schifrin,
Warren Ellis,
The Zeros,
Kerri Chandler,
In Retrospect,
The Mojo Men,
Bobby Womack,
The Pop Group,
Rufus Thomas,
Bill Near,
X-101,
Pagans,
The Raincoats,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Slits,
The Walker Brothers,
Iggy Pop,
The Detroit Cobras,
Harpers Bizarre,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Aaron Thompson,
The Invisible,
Chrome,
Danielle Patucci,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sandy B,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Swell Maps,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Make Up,
Absolute Body Control,
Tomorrow,
Fear,
Peter and Kerry,
The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds, The Mighty Diamonds.
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.