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 Kiribati and from London.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 oboe 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every It's A Beautiful Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Remains,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Swans,
Fad Gadget,
Flash Fearless,
Lindisfarne,
Tom Boy,
The Cramps,
Soft Machine,
Reagan Youth,
Jacob Miller,
Dual Sessions,
The Mojo Men,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
the Association,
Minutemen,
DJ Sneak,
Bluetip,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Patti Smith,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Spoonie Gee,
Das Ding,
The Evens,
Joey Negro,
David McCallum,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
the Germs,
Mo-Dettes,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Animal Collective,
Bill Near,
Black Moon,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Barracudas,
Kayak,
Boogie Down Productions,
Frankie Knuckles,
Lalo Schifrin,
A Certain Ratio,
Stockholm Monsters,
Shuggie Otis,
Robert Wyatt,
The Searchers,
Gang Green,
Black Pus,
Rekid,
Wire,
T.S.O.L.,
Porter Ricks,
Alton Ellis,
Moby Grape,
The Martian,
The Moody Blues,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Con Funk Shun,
The Motions,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.