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 Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Boredoms to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Au Pairs. All the underground hits.
All Mr. Review tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cluster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a A Flock of Seagulls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kool Moe Dee,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Erykah Badu,
Lee Hazlewood,
Don Cherry,
Model 500,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Grandmaster Flash,
Au Pairs,
Circle Jerks,
The Evens,
The Shadows of Knight,
Niagra,
Hardrive,
Peter and Kerry,
Blake Baxter,
Ten City,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Piero Umiliani,
Parry Music,
Hot Snakes,
Donald Byrd,
Lungfish,
The Martian,
The Moleskins,
Boredoms,
Toni Rubio,
Heaven 17,
Eddi Front,
X-101,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Essential Logic,
Roy Ayers,
Yazoo,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kas Product,
Lower 48,
Nils Olav,
The Monochrome Set,
Tears for Fears,
Carl Craig,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Flag,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Minnie Riperton,
Roger Hodgson,
Deepchord,
Vainqueur,
the Human League,
Kevin Saunderson,
Saccharine Trust,
Smog,
Wolf Eyes,
The Toasters,
Moby Grape,
Eric B and Rakim,
Monolake,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Lindisfarne,
Glenn Branca,
Alphaville,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Cowsills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.