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 Portugal and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin 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 The Monochrome Set to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Animal Collective. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bush Tetras record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Boz Scaggs,
Yellowson,
MC5,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Slits,
The Invisible,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Camouflage,
Qualms,
Moby Grape,
The Evens,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Inner City,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Nick Fraelich,
The Happenings,
The Dirtbombs,
a-ha,
Chrome,
Fugazi,
Brass Construction,
Rod Modell,
Gerry Rafferty,
Circle Jerks,
Duran Duran,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Easy Going,
Lou Christie,
Iggy Pop,
Shoche,
The Misunderstood,
Jeru the Damaja,
Nas,
Eli Mardock,
Radio Birdman,
Derrick Morgan,
Massinfluence,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dennis Brown,
Gang of Four,
The Neon Judgement,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ponytail,
Can,
The Knickerbockers,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Skarface,
Ken Boothe,
the Swans,
The Offenders,
Dave Gahan,
Tomorrow,
Bluetip,
Charles Mingus,
Soul II Soul,
DJ Sneak,
Idris Muhammad,
Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken, Laurel Aitken.
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.