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 Russia and from London.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Portland.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 The Vogues to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Ultravox. All the underground hits.
All China Crisis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suburban Knight record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Easy Going,
Stetsasonic,
Liliput,
Alice Coltrane,
Parry Music,
Matthew Bourne,
the Bar-Kays,
Boz Scaggs,
David Bowie,
Laurel Aitken,
Eurythmics,
Faust,
Joyce Sims,
Pole,
Section 25,
The Knickerbockers,
Bad Manners,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dead Boys,
Scott Walker,
Dorothy Ashby,
Babytalk,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Unwound,
EPMD,
Ossler,
Carl Craig,
Matthew Halsall,
Glambeats Corp.,
Rekid,
ABC,
Trumans Water,
These Immortal Souls,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marvin Gaye,
The Fugs,
The Count Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
kango's stein massive,
Grauzone,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
T. Rex,
Slick Rick,
The Move,
Heaven 17,
Guru Guru,
Minnie Riperton,
PIL,
The Pretty Things,
The Stooges,
10cc,
The Toasters,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
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.