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 Eritrea and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Kevin Saunderson to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Outsiders. All the underground hits.
All Tropical Tobacco tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Deadbeat,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Eve St. Jones,
Bobby Byrd,
Scrapy,
Guru Guru,
Shoche,
Josef K,
David Bowie,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Soft Cell,
KRS-One,
Kayak,
Marvin Gaye,
The Standells,
This Heat,
JFA,
Boredoms,
Dual Sessions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Mission of Burma,
Leonard Cohen,
Technova,
Stockholm Monsters,
Can,
Man Parrish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Boz Scaggs,
the Slits,
Graham Central Station,
Bobby Sherman,
The Happenings,
Outsiders,
Chris Corsano,
The United States of America,
Jawbox,
Skriet,
Curtis Mayfield,
Joyce Sims,
Pulsallama,
Negative Approach,
Gang Starr,
The Knickerbockers,
Drive Like Jehu,
U.S. Maple,
Rufus Thomas,
Fatback Band,
Surgeon,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Prince Buster,
Hot Snakes,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Soulsonic Force,
Au Pairs,
Livin' Joy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Buckinghams,
Stetsasonic,
The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones, The Fuzztones.
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.