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 Sudan and from Salvador.
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 1962 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Accra.
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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Gregory Isaacs to the disco 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft. All the underground hits.
All The Shadows of Knight tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every June of 44 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
E-Dancer,
Siglo XX,
Kaleidoscope,
Cameo,
Con Funk Shun,
Fear,
In Retrospect,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Funkadelic,
The Evens,
Niagra,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Radiohead,
Ituana,
Nico,
U.S. Maple,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Warren Ellis,
The Raincoats,
The Skatalites,
Quadrant,
Talk Talk,
Donny Hathaway,
Subhumans,
Junior Murvin,
Flamin' Groovies,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Bob Dylan,
Agent Orange,
The Pop Group,
Negative Approach,
Youth Brigade,
Average White Band,
Bobby Byrd,
H. Thieme,
Roxy Music,
The Residents,
The Offenders,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Cure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sexual Harrassment,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Brand Nubian,
Television Personalities,
Brothers Johnson,
Black Bananas,
John Lydon,
Peter and Kerry,
Mr. Review,
T.S.O.L.,
Robert Hood,
Brass Construction,
Procol Harum,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Barracudas,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence, Massinfluence.
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.