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 Portland.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Animal Collective to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Prince Buster. All the underground hits.
All Graham Central Station tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a New Age Steppers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jesper Dahlback,
Zero Boys,
D'Angelo,
Nas,
Pierre Henry,
Mr. Review,
Kerri Chandler,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Flag,
Jacques Brel,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Malaria!,
Dave Gahan,
Royal Trux,
E-Dancer,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Beau Brummels,
Arcadia,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Rakim,
Qualms,
Faust,
Outsiders,
Camberwell Now,
MC5,
Kenny Larkin,
Newcleus,
The Techniques,
Matthew Halsall,
Eddi Front,
Symarip,
Inner City,
Steve Hackett,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
the Association,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dead Boys,
The Residents,
Neil Young,
The Fuzztones,
Matthew Bourne,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sex Pistols,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sarah Menescal,
Parry Music,
Soul II Soul,
Warren Ellis,
R.M.O.,
The Mummies,
Fear, Fear, Fear, Fear.
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.