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 Ethiopia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro 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 The Star Department to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lalo Schifrin. All the underground hits.
All Dorothy Ashby tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Vogues record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Be Bop Deluxe,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bobby Sherman,
Young Marble Giants,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Pussy Galore,
Technova,
Quantec,
Joyce Sims,
F. McDonald,
Lyres,
Roxy Music,
Alton Ellis,
Hashim,
The Cramps,
Boogie Down Productions,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Standells,
Liliput,
Tommy Roe,
Donald Byrd,
Funky Four + One,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sexual Harrassment,
Piero Umiliani,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Porter Ricks,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Grauzone,
Soft Cell,
Niagra,
Metal Thangz,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ronnie Foster,
Minutemen,
The Evens,
Underground Resistance,
Zero Boys,
Monks,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Sonics,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fugazi,
10cc,
Supertramp,
Ice-T,
Howard Jones,
New Age Steppers,
Surgeon,
Pantaleimon,
The Sound,
The Fire Engines,
Wings,
Ronan,
Pierre Henry,
The Detroit Cobras,
Y Pants,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sonic Youth,
Alison Limerick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ituana, Ituana, Ituana, Ituana.
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.