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 Mexico and from Salvador.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 sitar 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 Absolute Body Control to the funk 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 Kevin Saunderson. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Urselle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jawbox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
The Vogues,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Whodini,
Robert Hood,
R.M.O.,
Erykah Badu,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Magma,
Inner City,
Pylon,
Nation of Ulysses,
Massinfluence,
Malaria!,
Lindisfarne,
Popol Vuh,
LL Cool J,
Flash Fearless,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Sherman,
Monks,
Delta 5,
Agitation Free,
Ronnie Foster,
Gastr Del Sol,
T.S.O.L.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Saccharine Trust,
The Black Dice,
Gong,
Todd Rundgren,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marmalade,
Joyce Sims,
Roxette,
The Knickerbockers,
Yaz,
Negative Approach,
Sexual Harrassment,
Cal Tjader,
Spoonie Gee,
Harpers Bizarre,
Letta Mbulu,
Lalann,
The Young Rascals,
The Trojans,
Mad Mike,
Max Romeo,
Mark Hollis,
Groovy Waters,
Michelle Simonal,
Bootsy Collins,
Cheater Slicks,
Donny Hathaway,
New Order,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Warren Ellis,
Scion,
Easy Going,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Niagra,
Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators, Stiv Bators.
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.