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 Antigua and from Edmonton.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Ultra Naté to the jazz kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Boredoms. All the underground hits.
All Eddi Front tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
Carl Craig,
Radiohead,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bobby Womack,
The Gap Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Pierre Henry,
The Tremeloes,
Kaleidoscope,
Tommy Roe,
Skaos,
Bad Manners,
Rufus Thomas,
Skriet,
Faust,
Black Flag,
The Sound,
Gastr Del Sol,
Con Funk Shun,
Massinfluence,
ABC,
Tomorrow,
Jerry's Kids,
David Axelrod,
Crash Course in Science,
Patti Smith,
PIL,
Section 25,
Sex Pistols,
Traffic Nightmare,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Althea and Donna,
Scratch Acid,
Sarah Menescal,
X-102,
Agitation Free,
Grey Daturas,
Moby Grape,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Motions,
Marcia Griffiths,
Leonard Cohen,
Todd Terry,
Kerrie Biddell,
Echospace,
Hardrive,
John Cale,
Idris Muhammad,
Donny Hathaway,
Roxette,
Absolute Body Control,
The United States of America,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Blues Magoos,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Vogues,
Gregory Isaacs,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Cecil Taylor,
Max Romeo,
Sonic Youth,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.