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 United Kingdom and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 808 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 Massinfluence to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Alison Limerick. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Con Funk Shun record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jacob Miller,
Half Japanese,
The Move,
Iggy Pop,
Siglo XX,
The Victims,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Cymande,
Fatback Band,
Roxette,
Motorama,
The Smoke,
Trumans Water,
Janne Schatter,
T.S.O.L.,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
the Sonics,
The Knickerbockers,
Little Man,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Blackbyrds,
The Happenings,
Morten Harket,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Seeds,
Visage,
Television,
Skarface,
Sun Ra,
Average White Band,
Nico,
Bad Manners,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gabor Szabo,
Ralphi Rosario,
China Crisis,
Black Sheep,
Eddi Front,
Junior Murvin,
Blancmange,
Newcleus,
Oblivians,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Tears for Fears,
10cc,
Barrington Levy,
Tomorrow,
The Gun Club,
Gong,
AZ,
Matthew Bourne,
Liliput,
Boz Scaggs,
The Selecter,
Sight & Sound,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.