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 Cape Verde and from Houston.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 theremin 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 Leonard Cohen to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Nick Fraelich tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Soft Cell record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Lou Christie,
The Fire Engines,
The New Christs,
Eric B and Rakim,
Outsiders,
10cc,
Popol Vuh,
Lightning Bolt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Alison Limerick,
Grey Daturas,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Nick Fraelich,
Radio Birdman,
Warsaw,
Darondo,
Anakelly,
Lalo Schifrin,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Fall,
The Searchers,
Mantronix,
Mission of Burma,
Technova,
Swell Maps,
Whodini,
Bob Dylan,
Unwound,
The Doors,
The Divine Comedy,
Soulsonic Force,
Eric Dolphy,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Selecter,
Sam Rivers,
Lyres,
Graham Central Station,
Slave,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ultravox,
The Saints,
Das Ding,
Godley & Creme,
The Techniques,
Accadde A,
D'Angelo,
Brass Construction,
The Stooges,
Crispy Ambulance,
Icehouse,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Boogie Down Productions,
Arthur Verocai,
Lebanon Hanover,
Tomorrow,
The Velvet Underground,
The Blues Magoos,
Jawbox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth 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.