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 Zambia and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 chamberlin 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 Cameo to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Avey Tare. All the underground hits.
All Unrelated Segments tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Sex Pistols,
Jacob Miller,
Marine Girls,
Derrick Morgan,
Bobby Sherman,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Kas Product,
Joensuu 1685,
Lightning Bolt,
Severed Heads,
Scrapy,
Los Fastidios,
Loose Ends,
Maleditus Sound,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Soft Cell,
Dawn Penn,
Talk Talk,
Hoover,
the Swans,
The New Christs,
The Tremeloes,
The Divine Comedy,
Roxette,
MDC,
Depeche Mode,
Soul II Soul,
Drexciya,
Dorothy Ashby,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camouflage,
The Angels of Light,
Throbbing Gristle,
FM Einheit,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Neon Judgement,
Dave Gahan,
The Trojans,
David McCallum,
Second Layer,
Buzzcocks,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Q and Not U,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tropical Tobacco,
H. Thieme,
Alton Ellis,
Marc Almond,
Pet Shop Boys,
New York Dolls,
Eli Mardock,
Lindisfarne,
The Seeds,
Sugar Minott,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Man Parrish,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Bobby Womack,
Fatback Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.