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 Georgia and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Aaron Thompson to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Techniques. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Organ record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dorothy Ashby,
Underground Resistance,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Gladiators,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Aaron Thompson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dead Boys,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Neon Judgement,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Stetsasonic,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Glenn Branca,
Siglo XX,
Fat Boys,
Marvin Gaye,
The Human League,
JFA,
Wolf Eyes,
The Doobie Brothers,
Nick Fraelich,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Banda Bassotti,
Tears for Fears,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ornette Coleman,
The Associates,
The Fire Engines,
Desert Stars,
Radiohead,
David McCallum,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pantaleimon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Kenny Larkin,
Yazoo,
a-ha,
The Birthday Party,
David Bowie,
Rekid,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Deakin,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Gregory Isaacs,
cv313,
Laurel Aitken,
Alison Limerick,
Hoover,
Spoonie Gee,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Model 500,
Donald Byrd,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
DJ Style,
Outsiders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Offenders,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White 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.