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 Estonia and from Lille.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 rhodes 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 DNA to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Kings Of Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nico,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Morten Harket,
Rotary Connection,
Groovy Waters,
Johnny Osbourne,
Public Enemy,
Fad Gadget,
Y Pants,
10cc,
U.S. Maple,
Basic Channel,
Sex Pistols,
John Lydon,
Underground Resistance,
Depeche Mode,
David McCallum,
F. McDonald,
Babytalk,
Tom Boy,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Grandmaster Flash,
Donald Byrd,
Pantytec,
Radiopuhelimet,
Grauzone,
Glenn Branca,
the Slits,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Eric Dolphy,
Matthew Bourne,
Reuben Wilson,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Desert Stars,
Organ,
Dennis Brown,
Warsaw,
Mad Mike,
The Blues Magoos,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Birthday Party,
Roxette,
The Fortunes,
Arcadia,
Boz Scaggs,
Joe Smooth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sixth Finger,
Kool Moe Dee,
These Immortal Souls,
Idris Muhammad,
Dual Sessions,
Blake Baxter,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Josef K,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Accadde A,
Barry Ungar,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Scion, Scion, Scion, Scion.
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.