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 Indonesia and from Beijing.
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 1968 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Wake to the crunk 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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All cv313 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Talk Talk record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
The Fall,
Franke,
Black Sheep,
Shoche,
Rufus Thomas,
Radio Birdman,
Nas,
Skriet,
Flipper,
Schoolly D,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Panda Bear,
The Selecter,
Lalann,
Frankie Knuckles,
Icehouse,
John Holt,
The Buckinghams,
PIL,
FM Einheit,
Yaz,
The Real Kids,
Massinfluence,
Traffic Nightmare,
Marvin Gaye,
Supertramp,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scion,
John Foxx,
The Fire Engines,
Young Marble Giants,
Throbbing Gristle,
Toni Rubio,
Letta Mbulu,
Roxy Music,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Cheater Slicks,
Television,
EPMD,
Carl Craig,
New York Dolls,
Interpol,
Lindisfarne,
Byron Stingily,
Inner City,
Donny Hathaway,
The Fortunes,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
T.S.O.L.,
Oneida,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sam Rivers,
DNA,
Sexual Harrassment,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.