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 Sudan and from Salvador.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 mellotron 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 Newcleus to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Associates. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Youth Brigade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Half Japanese record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hot Snakes,
Joe Smooth,
the Human League,
Von Mondo,
Gang Green,
The Gap Band,
Brick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Vogues,
The Mojo Men,
Tommy Roe,
DJ Sneak,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Mad Mike,
The Names,
Grey Daturas,
Outsiders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Liliput,
Lou Christie,
Babytalk,
Con Funk Shun,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Sound,
Sun City Girls,
Vainqueur,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Skatalites,
UT,
Metal Thangz,
Loose Ends,
The Monochrome Set,
Cal Tjader,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Peter & Gordon,
Althea and Donna,
Chrome,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eli Mardock,
The Angels of Light,
The Doobie Brothers,
Reagan Youth,
Black Moon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Hasil Adkins,
Crispian St. Peters,
Animal Collective,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Gang Starr,
Jimmy McGriff,
Throbbing Gristle,
Laurel Aitken,
The Misunderstood,
Boz Scaggs,
Pierre Henry,
John Lydon,
Radiohead,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Funkadelic,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.