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 Macedonia and from Copenhagen.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Seoul.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the mellotron 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 La Düsseldorf to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Slick Rick. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Technova 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Massinfluence record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Kas Product,
Agitation Free,
The United States of America,
LL Cool J,
Carl Craig,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Knickerbockers,
Throbbing Gristle,
Buzzcocks,
Dead Boys,
the Association,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soft Cell,
The Mojo Men,
Rapeman,
The Black Dice,
Gabor Szabo,
Lalann,
Peter & Gordon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Ronan,
Absolute Body Control,
Terry Callier,
Television Personalities,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Pretty Things,
The Offenders,
John Holt,
Deakin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Brothers Johnson,
The Index,
Ronnie Foster,
Thee Headcoats,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Marvin Gaye,
Hot Snakes,
Wire,
The Alarm Clocks,
Man Eating Sloth,
John Cale,
The Buckinghams,
The Durutti Column,
Suicide,
Eric B and Rakim,
Magazine,
Skaos,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Golliwogs,
Excepter,
Shuggie Otis,
Jacques Brel,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Trojans,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Nation of Ulysses,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.