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 Finland and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 Robert Palmer 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 Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane to the rock 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 The Men They Couldn't Hang. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 a mellotron and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron 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 Gladiators,
Joyce Sims,
Yaz,
Cecil Taylor,
Schoolly D,
The Gories,
Aaron Thompson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Agitation Free,
The Moleskins,
The Invisible,
JFA,
cv313,
Absolute Body Control,
Eddi Front,
D'Angelo,
Echospace,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jandek,
Pylon,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Ultimate Spinach,
Shoche,
Television,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Judy Mowatt,
Buzzcocks,
Interpol,
Black Bananas,
Yazoo,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mad Mike,
Suburban Knight,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Remains,
EPMD,
The Shadows of Knight,
New Order,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Divine Comedy,
Scott Walker,
Marmalade,
The Kinks,
the Swans,
Nico,
Newcleus,
Erykah Badu,
Archie Shepp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
DNA,
The New Christs,
Saccharine Trust,
Frankie Knuckles,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scratch Acid,
June Days,
Amazonics,
Sonic Youth,
Khruangbin,
This Heat,
Masters at Work,
Toni Rubio,
a-ha, a-ha, a-ha, a-ha.
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.