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 Lesotho and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
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 Vladislav Delay to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 K-Klass. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Matthew Bourne 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
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,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Five Americans,
Howard Jones,
Barry Ungar,
Organ,
Hashim,
The Modern Lovers,
Yaz,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Amon Düül,
Eddi Front,
Yellowson,
Fat Boys,
Cheater Slicks,
KRS-One,
Ralphi Rosario,
Andrew Hill,
Gang Starr,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Radiohead,
Josef K,
Swell Maps,
Lou Reed,
Joe Finger,
Ultravox,
The Evens,
Index,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Q65,
Panda Bear,
Reagan Youth,
Talk Talk,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fatback Band,
James White and The Blacks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Niagra,
Derrick Morgan,
Charles Mingus,
The Mojo Men,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Scion,
The Mummies,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Darondo,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Residents,
Juan Atkins,
Frankie Knuckles,
Average White Band,
Piero Umiliani,
Sun City Girls,
The Golliwogs,
Y Pants,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Toasters,
Lalo Schifrin,
Robert Wyatt,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.