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 El Salvador and from Bremen.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Danielle Patucci to the rap 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 Gregory Isaacs. All the underground hits.
All The Music Machine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sad Lovers and Giants record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Teenage Jesus and the Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eyeless In Gaza,
a-ha,
Spoonie Gee,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rites of Spring,
Boredoms,
Easy Going,
Grandmaster Flash,
Archie Shepp,
Connie Case,
New Age Steppers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joe Finger,
Radiohead,
The Raincoats,
Half Japanese,
Thompson Twins,
Sällskapet,
Piero Umiliani,
Von Mondo,
Gang Gang Dance,
Delta 5,
Howard Jones,
Soulsonic Force,
The Durutti Column,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Fortunes,
The Leaves,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tropical Tobacco,
Judy Mowatt,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kool Moe Dee,
Chris Corsano,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Flipper,
Rapeman,
Ludus,
Camberwell Now,
Susan Cadogan,
The Skatalites,
Motorama,
The Knickerbockers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
F. McDonald,
Max Romeo,
Lightning Bolt,
Ultra Naté,
Sister Nancy,
World's Most,
The Electric Prunes,
The Techniques,
Blancmange,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Interpol,
Graham Central Station,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Model 500,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell, N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell.
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.