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 Cuba and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Manchester.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Alphaville to the crunk 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 Larry & the Blue Notes. All the underground hits.
All James White and The Blacks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Max Romeo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a kango's stein massive record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Pierre Henry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Pop Group,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Man Eating Sloth,
Angry Samoans,
Archie Shepp,
Roger Hodgson,
Sonny Sharrock,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Tom Boy,
Crash Course in Science,
Dark Day,
The Cowsills,
The Offenders,
Jeff Mills,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Sparks,
OOIOO,
Prince Buster,
The Vogues,
the Slits,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Maleditus Sound,
Amon Düül II,
Nick Fraelich,
Marshall Jefferson,
Pylon,
Malaria!,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Move,
Blake Baxter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Surgeon,
Rosa Yemen,
The Fortunes,
Big Daddy Kane,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Bobby Womack,
Jerry's Kids,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sonic Youth,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Aloha Tigers,
Lightning Bolt,
David Bowie,
Rod Modell,
Gang Starr,
Crooked Eye,
Schoolly D,
Mantronix,
Underground Resistance,
Reuben Wilson,
Brick,
PIL,
Wasted Youth,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.