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 Congo and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Beijing.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 KRS-One to the disco 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 Liliput. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kevin Saunderson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Maleditus Sound,
Heaven 17,
Adolescents,
Sex Pistols,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sällskapet,
Scott Walker,
Zero Boys,
Drexciya,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Masters at Work,
The Slackers,
Marc Almond,
Minny Pops,
Vainqueur,
The Techniques,
Scrapy,
Marcia Griffiths,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
10cc,
The Sonics,
One Last Wish,
Kas Product,
Erasure,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Aswad,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kevin Saunderson,
The New Christs,
Lebanon Hanover,
Joe Finger,
Eric Copeland,
Crooked Eye,
DNA,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Underground Resistance,
Desert Stars,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Susan Cadogan,
Anakelly,
Chris Corsano,
Rosa Yemen,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Bad Manners,
The Young Rascals,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Con Funk Shun,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Echospace,
Franke,
Neu!,
MC5,
Bobby Sherman,
Ice-T,
Ronnie Foster,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Mission of Burma,
The Gun Club,
Minutemen,
Zapp,
The Tremeloes,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.