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 France and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Derrick Morgan to the grunge 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 Suicide. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Major Organ And The Adding Machine record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Trumans Water record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marine Girls,
The Alarm Clocks,
Tom Boy,
Kas Product,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Kerri Chandler,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fall,
The Vogues,
DNA,
The Litter,
The Remains,
Adolescents,
Half Japanese,
the Bar-Kays,
Interpol,
Nirvana,
Arcadia,
New York Dolls,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bill Wells,
EPMD,
Au Pairs,
Hashim,
Eve St. Jones,
Anakelly,
Jandek,
Massinfluence,
Gichy Dan,
Curtis Mayfield,
Zapp,
Absolute Body Control,
Average White Band,
Maleditus Sound,
Aswad,
The United States of America,
Animal Collective,
Chris Corsano,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Quadrant,
Panda Bear,
T. Rex,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Cure,
Colin Newman,
La Düsseldorf,
Eric Copeland,
MDC,
Tim Buckley,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Roxy Music,
Bush Tetras,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Yellowson,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Warren Ellis,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Cramps,
Wire,
Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye, Marvin Gaye.
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.