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 Paraguay and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 theremin 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 Easy Going to the dance 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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every FM Einheit record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Absolute Body Control record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Slackers,
The Monks,
Ronan,
Grandmaster Flash,
Young Marble Giants,
Animal Collective,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Q65,
Little Man,
Magma,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Count Five,
Supertramp,
The Blues Magoos,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Lakeside,
The Index,
Alton Ellis,
Alphaville,
The Fall,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Laurel Aitken,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Young Rascals,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Pretty Things,
Soulsonic Force,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Golliwogs,
Japan,
The Zeros,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Doobie Brothers,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
John Coltrane,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moby Grape,
Eurythmics,
Sparks,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Fire Engines,
Minor Threat,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Porter Ricks,
The Techniques,
JFA,
Quadrant,
Basic Channel,
Cluster,
The Electric Prunes,
In Retrospect,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Interpol,
Camouflage,
Yellowson,
Delon & Dalcan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.