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 Slovenia and from Cairo.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Nick Fraelich to the rock kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Robert Hood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nation of Ulysses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 arpeggiator and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Barbara Tucker record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Stetsasonic,
Steve Hackett,
Organ,
Joe Smooth,
Pantytec,
Nation of Ulysses,
Joensuu 1685,
The Wake,
The Angels of Light,
Yazoo,
The Golliwogs,
Half Japanese,
Ralphi Rosario,
Alton Ellis,
Kas Product,
Altered Images,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Max Romeo,
Marmalade,
The Red Krayola,
The Knickerbockers,
Eric Dolphy,
H. Thieme,
Bobby Sherman,
Maurizio,
Howard Jones,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Babytalk,
Rufus Thomas,
Animal Collective,
Arab on Radar,
Juan Atkins,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Nick Fraelich,
Minor Threat,
Grey Daturas,
One Last Wish,
The Cure,
The Saints,
James White and The Blacks,
Absolute Body Control,
The Fuzztones,
Isaac Hayes,
Eurythmics,
Jacques Brel,
Unrelated Segments,
Mantronix,
Piero Umiliani,
L. Decosne,
Peter and Kerry,
John Holt,
Eve St. Jones,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Yaz,
Infiniti,
Depeche Mode,
Scratch Acid,
David Bowie,
Brass Construction,
Clear Light,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Stereo Dub,
Smog,
The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders, The Offenders.
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.