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 China and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 güiro 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 Blossom Toes to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Junior Murvin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Normal,
Stockholm Monsters,
D'Angelo,
Reagan Youth,
Slave,
Panda Bear,
Howard Jones,
Excepter,
Dead Boys,
UT,
Gabor Szabo,
Surgeon,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Gun Club,
Mars,
Maleditus Sound,
Rotary Connection,
Charles Mingus,
Visage,
Glenn Branca,
Hoover,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Bluetip,
Hot Snakes,
B.T. Express,
DJ Sneak,
The Beau Brummels,
Wings,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Minnie Riperton,
The Count Five,
Jeru the Damaja,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Funky Four + One,
The Toasters,
Scientists,
Wire,
Technova,
K-Klass,
Thee Headcoats,
These Immortal Souls,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Jacques Brel,
Quantec,
Alton Ellis,
Roxy Music,
The Birthday Party,
Unrelated Segments,
Soft Machine,
The Grass Roots,
Sun City Girls,
The Velvet Underground,
The Dead C,
Stereo Dub,
The Modern Lovers,
Suicide,
E-Dancer,
Isaac Hayes,
Sällskapet,
Pierre Henry,
Au Pairs,
Adolescents,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lindisfarne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz, Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz.
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.