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 Sudan and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 David Bowie 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 June Days to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Aloha Tigers. All the underground hits.
All Maurizio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Alton Ellis record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Junior Murvin record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pantaleimon,
Ituana,
Todd Rundgren,
Neil Young,
Althea and Donna,
June of 44,
The Count Five,
Severed Heads,
Sixth Finger,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Cluster,
Goldenarms,
Aaron Thompson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Josef K,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
David McCallum,
H. Thieme,
Blake Baxter,
La Düsseldorf,
The Young Rascals,
Rotary Connection,
Vladislav Delay,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Panda Bear,
Alison Limerick,
Parry Music,
Marmalade,
Unrelated Segments,
Gang of Four,
John Coltrane,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Seeds,
Animal Collective,
The Dirtbombs,
The Star Department,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Mission of Burma,
One Last Wish,
Howard Jones,
Lungfish,
Radiopuhelimet,
Avey Tare,
Lalann,
Rhythm & Sound,
R.M.O.,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fall,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
John Cale,
Kool Moe Dee,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Eden Ahbez,
Stockholm Monsters,
Yellowson,
Joey Negro,
Eve St. Jones,
Janne Schatter,
The Barracudas,
Nirvana,
Patti Smith,
Ten City,
The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola, The Red Krayola.
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.