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 Korea South and from Madrid.
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 1964 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Madrid.
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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Fort Wilson Riot to the rap 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 Agitation Free. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Carl Craig record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camberwell Now,
Wolf Eyes,
The Smiths,
Max Romeo,
Lucky Dragons,
John Foxx,
Jawbox,
Tommy Roe,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Youth Brigade,
The Invisible,
Prince Buster,
The Saints,
Depeche Mode,
The Vogues,
A Certain Ratio,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Motorama,
Thompson Twins,
Fad Gadget,
Reuben Wilson,
Rotary Connection,
Make Up,
ABC,
Q65,
New Order,
Wire,
Deadbeat,
Television,
Intrusion,
Kaleidoscope,
Stiv Bators,
Drive Like Jehu,
Man Parrish,
Peter and Kerry,
Rufus Thomas,
Rekid,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Metal Thangz,
Pantaleimon,
One Last Wish,
Black Bananas,
Todd Rundgren,
Cheater Slicks,
kango's stein massive,
Hashim,
Yaz,
Vladislav Delay,
the Fania All-Stars,
Gang Green,
The Star Department,
Judy Mowatt,
Isaac Hayes,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Hoover,
The American Breed,
Arthur Verocai,
Moebius,
Surgeon,
Bronski Beat,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.