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 Mali and from Edmonton.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 mellotron 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 Jacob Miller to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All The Smoke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gap Band 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?
The Dirtbombs,
Hardrive,
Amon Düül,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Names,
the Sonics,
Jandek,
Maleditus Sound,
Robert Hood,
Eden Ahbez,
Swans,
Kerrie Biddell,
Soulsonic Force,
Wasted Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mad Mike,
Isaac Hayes,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Susan Cadogan,
Eve St. Jones,
Q and Not U,
The Count Five,
The Monks,
Liliput,
Magazine,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Inner City,
Shuggie Otis,
B.T. Express,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bobby Sherman,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Eating Sloth,
Barry Ungar,
Electric Prunes,
The Neon Judgement,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Wally Richardson,
The Red Krayola,
Quantec,
Rosa Yemen,
World's Most,
Eric Copeland,
Tears for Fears,
Jeff Mills,
Surgeon,
Duran Duran,
The Walker Brothers,
Monks,
Delta 5,
The Happenings,
The Black Dice,
Roxette,
Animal Collective,
Matthew Halsall,
Man Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Average White Band,
Wolf Eyes,
The Cure,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.