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 Finland and from Shanghai.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 linndrum 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 Con Funk Shun to the dance kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oneida record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Drive Like Jehu,
Panda Bear,
Zero Boys,
Bob Dylan,
Y Pants,
Malaria!,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bizarre Inc.,
Jandek,
Loose Ends,
The Fire Engines,
Animal Collective,
Lyres,
Janne Schatter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Harmonia,
This Heat,
Skarface,
Soft Cell,
The Knickerbockers,
MDC,
Scientists,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Monks,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sixth Finger,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Sparks,
Reagan Youth,
Kerri Chandler,
U.S. Maple,
The Pop Group,
The American Breed,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Beau Brummels,
Fad Gadget,
Tom Boy,
Scan 7,
The Moody Blues,
The Five Americans,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Human League,
Stereo Dub,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Misunderstood,
Fluxion,
Arab on Radar,
Anthony Braxton,
Arcadia,
the Sonics,
Faraquet,
The Divine Comedy,
Lungfish,
Rekid,
Essential Logic,
Skriet,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators, The Gladiators.
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.