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 Guatemala and from Taipei.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1976 at the first Feelies practice in a loft in Haledon.
I was working on the snare 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 Skriet to the grunge 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All Hasil Adkins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rahsaan Roland Kirk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Visage,
Oblivians,
The Music Machine,
The Dave Clark Five,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Adolescents,
Mantronix,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Shuggie Otis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Kurtis Blow,
Lungfish,
Fela Kuti,
Cal Tjader,
Little Man,
Bad Manners,
Matthew Halsall,
Qualms,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Charles Mingus,
The Fire Engines,
Jerry's Kids,
Gong,
The Cowsills,
PIL,
Dual Sessions,
Ken Boothe,
The Misunderstood,
A Certain Ratio,
Kenny Larkin,
Camouflage,
Nick Fraelich,
The Shadows of Knight,
Au Pairs,
Circle Jerks,
Warsaw,
Mary Jane Girls,
Byron Stingily,
Niagra,
Pet Shop Boys,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
a-ha,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
World's Most,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Derrick Morgan,
Hoover,
The Durutti Column,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
T. Rex,
E-Dancer,
Lyres,
A Flock of Seagulls,
B.T. Express,
John Coltrane,
Gichy Dan,
CMW,
Blossom Toes,
Deakin,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.