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 Haiti and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 organ 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 The Misunderstood to the dance kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Scrapy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Gang Dance,
The Real Kids,
Schoolly D,
Gang Green,
Leonard Cohen,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Drexciya,
Cluster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soul II Soul,
Jerry's Kids,
Whodini,
FM Einheit,
Juan Atkins,
Robert Wyatt,
Mr. Review,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Moby Grape,
Joensuu 1685,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Patti Smith,
Warren Ellis,
Man Parrish,
Pantaleimon,
T.S.O.L.,
Rufus Thomas,
Donald Byrd,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Doobie Brothers,
Magazine,
Rakim,
June Days,
La Düsseldorf,
Rod Modell,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Doors,
Yellowson,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
the Swans,
UT,
Average White Band,
Youth Brigade,
Qualms,
Arab on Radar,
Thompson Twins,
D'Angelo,
Roger Hodgson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lyres,
Marcia Griffiths,
Basic Channel,
Intrusion,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camouflage,
Faraquet,
Loose Ends,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Buckinghams,
Lucky Dragons,
Scientists,
Black Bananas,
Skriet, Skriet, Skriet, Skriet.
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.