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 Chad and from Portland.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Mars to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liaisons Dangereuses record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Soft Cell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker,
Cheater Slicks,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Misunderstood,
Connie Case,
Fatback Band,
The Litter,
Max Romeo,
Lebanon Hanover,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Slits,
the Germs,
The Names,
Von Mondo,
Technova,
Soul Sonic Force,
Quadrant,
Robert Hood,
Harpers Bizarre,
Radiopuhelimet,
Kerrie Biddell,
Newcleus,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Josef K,
Joensuu 1685,
Outsiders,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Jesper Dahlback,
Ossler,
Clear Light,
Faust,
T. Rex,
Marshall Jefferson,
Wings,
Echospace,
Maurizio,
Shuggie Otis,
Susan Cadogan,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Pop Group,
Ice-T,
Amon Düül,
T.S.O.L.,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Absolute Body Control,
Zapp,
The Blackbyrds,
Ralphi Rosario,
Oneida,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
June of 44,
Aloha Tigers,
Bauhaus,
Kurtis Blow,
The Cure,
Cecil Taylor,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Skatalites,
The Monks,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.