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 Pakistan and from Spokane.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 chamberlin 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 The Standells to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 48th St. Collective. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fugazi 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Radiohead record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aswad,
Anthony Braxton,
Jandek,
Black Pus,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gories,
the Soft Cell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Don Cherry,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Sixth Finger,
Duran Duran,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Görl,
Goldenarms,
Warsaw,
Rosa Yemen,
Lalo Schifrin,
Bob Dylan,
Mo-Dettes,
Los Fastidios,
The Raincoats,
Jeff Mills,
Derrick Morgan,
Pere Ubu,
Cymande,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Unwound,
Public Image Ltd.,
Joensuu 1685,
The Count Five,
AZ,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
David Bowie,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Velvet Underground,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Bar-Kays,
The Fortunes,
The Young Rascals,
Negative Approach,
Godley & Creme,
The Move,
Scan 7,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mission of Burma,
Prince Buster,
Guru Guru,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
X-102,
Barclay James Harvest,
Barbara Tucker,
Alice Coltrane,
Newcleus,
Marshall Jefferson,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Toni Rubio,
The Sound,
The Moody Blues,
Warren Ellis,
Drive Like Jehu,
Shuggie Otis,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.