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 Peru and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 oboe 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 Fatback Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All The Gladiators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Count Five record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Saccharine Trust,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Byron Stingily,
Crime,
Q and Not U,
Cheater Slicks,
Kerri Chandler,
The Residents,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Slits,
Panda Bear,
The Knickerbockers,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sex Pistols,
Sound Behaviour,
Shuggie Otis,
Livin' Joy,
MDC,
Idris Muhammad,
Morten Harket,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Soft Cell,
Newcleus,
Essential Logic,
Faraquet,
B.T. Express,
The Victims,
Lucky Dragons,
Delta 5,
the Sonics,
Howard Jones,
Albert Ayler,
Little Man,
Aswad,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Funkadelic,
a-ha,
The Monks,
Anthony Braxton,
Peter and Kerry,
The Searchers,
The Busters,
Smog,
Scrapy,
Brand Nubian,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Beau Brummels,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rakim,
8 Eyed Spy,
L. Decosne,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Arab on Radar,
Rod Modell,
Moss Icon,
Intrusion,
the Soft Cell,
Rekid, Rekid, Rekid, Rekid.
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.