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 Palau and from Delhi.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
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 Connie Case to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tommy Roe. All the underground hits.
All Rod Modell tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Man Parrish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arcadia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Sonic Youth,
Ten City,
The Saints,
JFA,
Trumans Water,
Fatback Band,
The Durutti Column,
Isaac Hayes,
Agent Orange,
Stetsasonic,
Blancmange,
The Moleskins,
Lucky Dragons,
Lalann,
Y Pants,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Moody Blues,
Country Teasers,
Section 25,
Nick Fraelich,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Gun Club,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Connie Case,
Japan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Oblivians,
Cal Tjader,
Fear,
Technova,
Bill Near,
Khruangbin,
Erykah Badu,
Boredoms,
Lebanon Hanover,
Dual Sessions,
Ossler,
New Order,
The New Christs,
Joe Smooth,
Oneida,
Scion,
Eddi Front,
Dennis Brown,
Flipper,
Barry Ungar,
The Litter,
The Monks,
T.S.O.L.,
Joy Division,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Anthony Braxton,
Metal Thangz,
The Toasters,
Suburban Knight,
cv313,
The Selecter,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars, Desert Stars.
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.