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 Paraguay and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Susan Cadogan to the grime 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 Mo-Dettes. All the underground hits.
All Lonnie Liston Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hoover 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Panda Bear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Newcleus,
Derrick May,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Massinfluence,
Eric Dolphy,
The Pop Group,
The Blues Magoos,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Man Parrish,
the Slits,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ludus,
Dual Sessions,
Dennis Brown,
Freddie Wadling,
Radiohead,
Khruangbin,
Pantytec,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
the Fania All-Stars,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Angels of Light,
Graham Central Station,
Fad Gadget,
Icehouse,
Donny Hathaway,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Subhumans,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Masters at Work,
Kayak,
Wings,
Model 500,
Mars,
Moss Icon,
Tom Boy,
The Doors,
Black Pus,
The Buckinghams,
Flash Fearless,
Jerry's Kids,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Harry Pussy,
Andrew Hill,
Lalo Schifrin,
Reuben Wilson,
Joe Finger,
Visage,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Sheep,
Ponytail,
Average White Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Alice Coltrane,
Bob Dylan,
The Smoke,
The Monochrome Set,
Sixth Finger,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.