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 Thailand and from London.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ludus to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Hashim. All the underground hits.
All Eurythmics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drexciya 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro 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 mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Moss Icon,
Rhythm & Sound,
Porter Ricks,
Chris Corsano,
Camberwell Now,
DNA,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bluetip,
Barclay James Harvest,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Girls At Our Best!,
Eurythmics,
Crooked Eye,
Todd Terry,
Duran Duran,
Gong,
The Young Rascals,
the Association,
Laurel Aitken,
Franke,
Rosa Yemen,
Alton Ellis,
Robert Wyatt,
The Techniques,
Bob Dylan,
Hardrive,
Fear,
Flipper,
Reagan Youth,
The Dirtbombs,
Morten Harket,
Livin' Joy,
Index,
Kayak,
Sonny Sharrock,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jawbox,
MDC,
Au Pairs,
MC5,
Skriet,
The Real Kids,
Boredoms,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Massinfluence,
Mary Jane Girls,
Bush Tetras,
Electric Prunes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Easy Going,
CMW,
F. McDonald,
A Certain Ratio,
Joey Negro,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Rekid,
The American Breed,
Black Bananas,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.