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 Zimbabwe and from New York.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Manila.
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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Malaria! to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All Rotary Connection tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Halsall,
U.S. Maple,
Erasure,
Pulsallama,
Oblivians,
Peter and Kerry,
Eli Mardock,
Mr. Review,
Khruangbin,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Vogues,
Mandrill,
Ice-T,
Adolescents,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cluster,
Amazonics,
Rites of Spring,
Bad Manners,
Kerri Chandler,
The Divine Comedy,
Eddi Front,
One Last Wish,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Leaves,
Moebius,
Lucky Dragons,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Clear Light,
Girls At Our Best!,
Leonard Cohen,
Quadrant,
Jesper Dahlback,
FM Einheit,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Procol Harum,
D'Angelo,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sixth Finger,
Todd Terry,
Panda Bear,
The Walker Brothers,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Last Poets,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Wings,
Sexual Harrassment,
Q65,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Delta 5,
The Wake,
Sparks,
the Slits,
Technova,
DJ Style,
Juan Atkins,
Swans, Swans, Swans, Swans.
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.