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 Poland and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 marimba 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 Ornette Coleman to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Human League,
Eden Ahbez,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Moody Blues,
World's Most,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Au Pairs,
Stereo Dub,
Nik Kershaw,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Swans,
The Neon Judgement,
The Dave Clark Five,
Metal Thangz,
Flash Fearless,
The Cowsills,
Minor Threat,
Royal Trux,
Vainqueur,
Country Teasers,
Warsaw,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Heaven 17,
Jandek,
Marc Almond,
Agitation Free,
Sister Nancy,
Fela Kuti,
Terry Callier,
John Cale,
Sällskapet,
Spoonie Gee,
Chris & Cosey,
Procol Harum,
Niagra,
Massinfluence,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
the Soft Cell,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Womack,
Grey Daturas,
U.S. Maple,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Alice Coltrane,
the Human League,
Oneida,
Hasil Adkins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Nick Fraelich,
Jeff Lynne,
Fugazi,
Eddi Front,
Zapp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Albert Ayler,
The Leaves,
T. Rex,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.