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 Moldova and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Paris.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Aural Exciters to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Max Romeo. All the underground hits.
All Quantec tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a a-ha record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suicide,
These Immortal Souls,
Average White Band,
Fad Gadget,
The Invisible,
a-ha,
New Age Steppers,
Gang Starr,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gong,
Minor Threat,
The Modern Lovers,
Nick Fraelich,
Pagans,
One Last Wish,
Soul II Soul,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Hardrive,
The Monks,
New York Dolls,
The Doors,
Ice-T,
Sonic Youth,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
DJ Sneak,
Todd Rundgren,
John Cale,
Lakeside,
Whodini,
Archie Shepp,
Bobby Sherman,
Pantytec,
Kenny Larkin,
The Human League,
Albert Ayler,
Model 500,
The Raincoats,
Procol Harum,
Ponytail,
Curtis Mayfield,
Dead Boys,
Davy DMX,
Babytalk,
Organ,
Shuggie Otis,
Gang Green,
Alison Limerick,
The Motions,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
This Heat,
Kayak,
Rod Modell,
Sam Rivers,
Hasil Adkins,
The Flesh Eaters,
Sight & Sound,
Excepter,
OOIOO,
Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna, Althea and Donna.
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.