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 Benin and from London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 sitar 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 Al Stewart to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Funkadelic. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Louis and Bebe Barron record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Inner City,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Swans,
Shuggie Otis,
World's Most,
Porter Ricks,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Trojans,
Television,
The New Christs,
Vladislav Delay,
Sandy B,
Procol Harum,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Anthony Braxton,
The Human League,
Hasil Adkins,
The Slits,
Todd Terry,
Lalo Schifrin,
FM Einheit,
Joyce Sims,
Pere Ubu,
Theoretical Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Barry Ungar,
Schoolly D,
the Association,
Jimmy McGriff,
Gang Gang Dance,
Scrapy,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Jeff Lynne,
The Blackbyrds,
Joey Negro,
Delon & Dalcan,
Adolescents,
Siglo XX,
Ten City,
The Knickerbockers,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Alphaville,
Echospace,
Main Source,
Kerri Chandler,
Whodini,
LL Cool J,
the Human League,
DNA,
Kurtis Blow,
Letta Mbulu,
Juan Atkins,
T. Rex,
Stetsasonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.