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 Qatar and from Copenhagen.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 L. Decosne to the rock kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lungfish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lafayette Afro Rock Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
The Tremeloes,
Joey Negro,
Kenny Larkin,
K-Klass,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Jawbox,
Amon Düül II,
Althea and Donna,
the Normal,
Zapp,
Harry Pussy,
Siglo XX,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobby Womack,
T.S.O.L.,
The Cramps,
John Holt,
Tom Boy,
Pole,
Flipper,
Stockholm Monsters,
Hardrive,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Last Poets,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bobby Sherman,
Fluxion,
Johnny Osbourne,
Lee Hazlewood,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Lou Reed,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Moby Grape,
Rotary Connection,
Letta Mbulu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Y Pants,
Groovy Waters,
Marc Almond,
Jeff Lynne,
Soul Sonic Force,
Bob Dylan,
The Smiths,
The Pop Group,
Ultravox,
Wasted Youth,
Aural Exciters,
Dave Gahan,
Echospace,
Sugar Minott,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
a-ha,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Panda Bear,
Los Fastidios,
The Mummies,
June of 44,
Cal Tjader,
Mo-Dettes,
In Retrospect,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk, Rahsaan Roland Kirk.
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.