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 Monaco and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Pagans to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 It's A Beautiful Day. All the underground hits.
All JFA tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Swans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mandrill record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Pop Group,
Scrapy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Vainqueur,
Franke,
The Associates,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Human League,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bauhaus,
The Modern Lovers,
Wolf Eyes,
the Normal,
The Remains,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Idris Muhammad,
Parry Music,
Tears for Fears,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Accadde A,
Camouflage,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Reagan Youth,
Jandek,
One Last Wish,
Maurizio,
ABBA,
Youth Brigade,
Inner City,
Guru Guru,
The Moody Blues,
Swell Maps,
Flash Fearless,
Loose Ends,
The Dead C,
The Selecter,
The Blackbyrds,
Procol Harum,
Scan 7,
The Gladiators,
the Germs,
Television,
Sparks,
Shuggie Otis,
Marc Almond,
Johnny Clarke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
U.S. Maple,
The Invisible,
Khruangbin,
the Sonics,
Donald Byrd,
Royal Trux,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Names,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Harmonia,
Section 25,
Hot Snakes,
Main Source,
Fluxion,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.