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 Botswana and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 harpsichord 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 Yusef Lateef 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 Little Man. All the underground hits.
All Infiniti tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Human League,
Y Pants,
Mark Hollis,
Funkadelic,
The Smoke,
The Last Poets,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Von Mondo,
Suburban Knight,
JFA,
Robert Görl,
Sex Pistols,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Janne Schatter,
The Smiths,
Soft Cell,
Alton Ellis,
Nico,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kerrie Biddell,
Average White Band,
Lalo Schifrin,
T. Rex,
Donald Byrd,
Marvin Gaye,
Khruangbin,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ultimate Spinach,
Dorothy Ashby,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Boz Scaggs,
Theoretical Girls,
Heaven 17,
Shoche,
Wasted Youth,
Unwound,
L. Decosne,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Black Bananas,
Yaz,
Ultravox,
The Raincoats,
Television Personalities,
The Count Five,
Todd Terry,
Sonic Youth,
The Human League,
The United States of America,
Rotary Connection,
Curtis Mayfield,
Mantronix,
Das Ding,
The Associates,
Urselle,
The Pretty Things,
Fluxion,
Judy Mowatt,
Kenny Larkin,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Silicon Teens,
Slave,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.