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 Mauritania and from Tokyo.
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 Johannesburg and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the 808 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 Pylon to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sad Lovers and Giants. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Mojo Men record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Procol Harum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Leonard Cohen,
Marc Almond,
B.T. Express,
Flash Fearless,
Fluxion,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Tres Demented,
Quadrant,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Neil Young,
Silicon Teens,
Pagans,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Audionom,
the Germs,
Joy Division,
Robert Görl,
The Grass Roots,
Yusef Lateef,
EPMD,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sound Behaviour,
Charles Mingus,
Sparks,
James White and The Blacks,
Rites of Spring,
Alice Coltrane,
The Music Machine,
Skaos,
Grauzone,
Scion,
Blake Baxter,
X-Ray Spex,
T. Rex,
The Associates,
Johnny Clarke,
The Sound,
AZ,
The Techniques,
Kas Product,
X-101,
Funkadelic,
Godley & Creme,
Eli Mardock,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Moleskins,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Unwound,
Matthew Halsall,
Scratch Acid,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Toasters,
the Association,
Maleditus Sound,
Circle Jerks,
The Pop Group,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gil Scott Heron,
Motorama,
The Sonics,
UT,
Royal Trux,
Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail, Ponytail.
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.