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 Switzerland and from Paris.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Pulsallama to the grunge 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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All The Beau Brummels tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soulsonic Force 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 a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters 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?
X-102,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Dawn Penn,
Don Cherry,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Velvet Underground,
The Fugs,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Technova,
Magma,
Moss Icon,
Panda Bear,
Royal Trux,
Bill Wells,
Slave,
Animal Collective,
Bad Manners,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Kinks,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Sarah Menescal,
Hoover,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
B.T. Express,
Blancmange,
The Modern Lovers,
The Trojans,
Average White Band,
Easy Going,
Whodini,
Mark Hollis,
Pussy Galore,
Skarface,
Harpers Bizarre,
Scrapy,
Black Moon,
Pulsallama,
Boogie Down Productions,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Peter & Gordon,
Johnny Clarke,
H. Thieme,
Roxy Music,
the Fania All-Stars,
This Heat,
Nico,
The Dirtbombs,
The Beau Brummels,
The Tremeloes,
The Count Five,
Ralphi Rosario,
Scientists,
Erykah Badu,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Model 500,
Dark Day,
Wasted Youth,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
JFA, JFA, JFA, JFA.
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.