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 Peru and from Toronto.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 Terrestrial Tones to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 E-Dancer. All the underground hits.
All The Cure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar 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 güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Saccharine Trust,
Gabor Szabo,
Marine Girls,
The Evens,
Ponytail,
Guru Guru,
Scrapy,
Agent Orange,
Judy Mowatt,
The Techniques,
Iggy Pop,
Tubeway Army,
Wally Richardson,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Cure,
Stetsasonic,
Crash Course in Science,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Parry Music,
Quantec,
Flipper,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aswad,
Chris Corsano,
Circle Jerks,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Joe Smooth,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Human League,
The Moleskins,
Aloha Tigers,
Sonic Youth,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Josef K,
The Busters,
Average White Band,
Junior Murvin,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Cal Tjader,
Schoolly D,
Oneida,
Barbara Tucker,
Blancmange,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Malaria!,
FM Einheit,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Ludus,
Pierre Henry,
Andrew Hill,
Aaron Thompson,
Brand Nubian,
Eric Copeland,
Suicide,
Rhythm & Sound,
The J.B.'s,
Jerry's Kids,
DJ Style,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee, Spoonie Gee.
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.