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 Palau and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 Halifax and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 chamberlin 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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All The New Christs tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Animal Collective,
Groovy Waters,
Excepter,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lakeside,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
These Immortal Souls,
X-101,
The Black Dice,
The Associates,
Warsaw,
Spoonie Gee,
Make Up,
EPMD,
The Five Americans,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
Gang Green,
The Human League,
Los Fastidios,
Joy Division,
The Selecter,
KRS-One,
Ultimate Spinach,
Gerry Rafferty,
T.S.O.L.,
Bootsy Collins,
Niagra,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Association,
The Knickerbockers,
the Slits,
Country Teasers,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roy Ayers,
Fat Boys,
The Angels of Light,
La Düsseldorf,
Shoche,
Lower 48,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Yellowson,
Bizarre Inc.,
Erykah Badu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Red Krayola,
Moss Icon,
The Shadows of Knight,
Brand Nubian,
Radiohead,
John Coltrane,
Con Funk Shun,
Frankie Knuckles,
Royal Trux,
Wire,
Scion,
Janne Schatter,
Barrington Levy,
The Kinks,
The Count Five,
Marshall Jefferson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Moebius, Moebius, Moebius, Moebius.
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.