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 India and from Spokane.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 synthesizer 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 Lyres to the rap 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 Ponytail. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jesper Dahlback record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Big Daddy Kane record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Motorama,
The Detroit Cobras,
Eddi Front,
Sarah Menescal,
Yaz,
Black Bananas,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Junior Murvin,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
DJ Sneak,
Fatback Band,
B.T. Express,
The Motions,
Judy Mowatt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Pussy Galore,
Ten City,
Kas Product,
Skriet,
The Techniques,
Rotary Connection,
Bush Tetras,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Scan 7,
The Blues Magoos,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Cybotron,
Organ,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Severed Heads,
John Lydon,
Dual Sessions,
Peter and Kerry,
Erasure,
Mark Hollis,
Funky Four + One,
Young Marble Giants,
Delta 5,
Vainqueur,
The Five Americans,
Guru Guru,
D'Angelo,
Gabor Szabo,
Television Personalities,
Hasil Adkins,
Symarip,
The Mighty Diamonds,
F. McDonald,
EPMD,
The Human League,
Danielle Patucci,
Alphaville,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Prince Buster,
Desert Stars,
Jawbox,
E-Dancer,
Chris Corsano,
Niagra, Niagra, Niagra, Niagra.
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.