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 Taiwan and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 snare 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 The Human League to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Make Up,
Alton Ellis,
The Young Rascals,
kango's stein massive,
Byron Stingily,
Rosa Yemen,
The Buckinghams,
Nik Kershaw,
Soul II Soul,
Kurtis Blow,
Kenny Larkin,
Letta Mbulu,
Skarface,
Main Source,
Newcleus,
Talk Talk,
Icehouse,
Marvin Gaye,
Arab on Radar,
Simply Red,
Jandek,
Camberwell Now,
Technova,
Gang Gang Dance,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Pop Group,
The Doobie Brothers,
Arthur Verocai,
Bluetip,
Peter and Kerry,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Man Parrish,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Livin' Joy,
Sarah Menescal,
Neil Young,
Bush Tetras,
The Leaves,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
One Last Wish,
The Gap Band,
Matthew Bourne,
The Vogues,
Joey Negro,
Max Romeo,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Stereo Dub,
Franke,
Michelle Simonal,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Motorama,
Fifty Foot Hose,
the Slits,
Aloha Tigers,
Banda Bassotti,
Ralphi Rosario,
Mark Hollis,
Marshall Jefferson,
Chris & Cosey,
8 Eyed Spy,
Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté, Ultra Naté.
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.