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 Turkey and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 David Bowie to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Supertramp record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Thompson Twins,
Barrington Levy,
Drexciya,
Jimmy McGriff,
Motorama,
10cc,
Janne Schatter,
Tommy Roe,
Black Moon,
Y Pants,
Yusef Lateef,
Maurizio,
The Dead C,
Barbara Tucker,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Angels of Light,
The Sonics,
John Holt,
The Toasters,
Ornette Coleman,
The Shadows of Knight,
Monolake,
Morten Harket,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Nas,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Bar-Kays,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Make Up,
Excepter,
Kenny Larkin,
Peter & Gordon,
Q65,
Rapeman,
Quantec,
Soulsonic Force,
Unrelated Segments,
H. Thieme,
Connie Case,
the Normal,
Graham Central Station,
The Gap Band,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Alton Ellis,
Stetsasonic,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Velvet Underground,
Letta Mbulu,
Country Teasers,
Deepchord,
The Fortunes,
The Dave Clark Five,
Bad Manners,
Amazonics,
Popol Vuh,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Saints,
K-Klass,
Guru Guru,
The Red Krayola,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.