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 Lesotho and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Marcia Griffiths to the electroclash 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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All The Men They Couldn't Hang tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal 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?
Gang Gang Dance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Nas,
Lalann,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Derrick Morgan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Seeds,
Ronnie Foster,
Theoretical Girls,
FM Einheit,
Echospace,
Grauzone,
Niagra,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Slits,
the Bar-Kays,
Yellowson,
Faust,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Mr. Review,
The Angels of Light,
ABC,
Robert Görl,
The Offenders,
48th St. Collective,
Harry Pussy,
Avey Tare,
The Human League,
Hashim,
Tropical Tobacco,
Dark Day,
Livin' Joy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Basic Channel,
Easy Going,
The Grass Roots,
Von Mondo,
Rites of Spring,
The Index,
Lower 48,
Roy Ayers,
Fifty Foot Hose,
PIL,
Chrome,
The Vogues,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
LL Cool J,
Gregory Isaacs,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Intrusion,
the Germs,
The Remains,
Country Teasers,
Al Stewart,
In Retrospect,
Flipper,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Eric Copeland,
B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express, B.T. Express.
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.