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 South Sudan and from Jakarta.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Laurel Aitken to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Fat Boys. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pagans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Funkadelic,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dawn Penn,
Bootsy Collins,
Japan,
Sonic Youth,
The Mojo Men,
Black Flag,
Index,
Al Stewart,
Kerrie Biddell,
Lalann,
Monks,
the Bar-Kays,
Zero Boys,
Vladislav Delay,
Eden Ahbez,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Outsiders,
David Bowie,
Gregory Isaacs,
Ronnie Foster,
Soft Machine,
Prince Buster,
The Motions,
The Human League,
Harry Pussy,
The Vogues,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Names,
Traffic Nightmare,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lightning Bolt,
Unwound,
Faraquet,
Jimmy McGriff,
Quadrant,
Guru Guru,
Spoonie Gee,
The Tremeloes,
Negative Approach,
Brass Construction,
Zapp,
June of 44,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Skatalites,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
DNA,
Panda Bear,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cybotron,
Surgeon,
Pole,
Roger Hodgson,
The Trojans,
Ultra Naté,
Unrelated Segments,
Lucky Dragons,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band, Bootsy's Rubber Band.
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.