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 Chad and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Todd Terry to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sonic Youth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sexual Harrassment record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Selecter,
Alison Limerick,
The Buckinghams,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Red Krayola,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Suicide,
Masters at Work,
EPMD,
Surgeon,
Brothers Johnson,
Gang Gang Dance,
Gang Green,
Roger Hodgson,
Soft Cell,
The Fugs,
John Holt,
The Gap Band,
Morten Harket,
Mr. Review,
Skaos,
James White and The Blacks,
Khruangbin,
Johnny Osbourne,
Model 500,
Soulsonic Force,
The Fuzztones,
Arthur Verocai,
Kas Product,
Terrestrial Tones,
Archie Shepp,
Lalo Schifrin,
Porter Ricks,
Ronan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scion,
Fad Gadget,
The Slits,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
H. Thieme,
Franke,
Das Ding,
Ultra Naté,
The Young Rascals,
Idris Muhammad,
Zapp,
Cluster,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Remains,
Silicon Teens,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Rod Modell,
Pole,
Urselle,
Hasil Adkins,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Marvin Gaye,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tres Demented,
The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras, The Detroit Cobras.
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.