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 Bolivia and from Cairo.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 Ituana to the funk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Sparks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 marimba and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marshall Jefferson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
The Happenings,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Archie Shepp,
T. Rex,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Yellowson,
Youth Brigade,
Graham Central Station,
Peter and Kerry,
Bob Dylan,
Fear,
Gabor Szabo,
Drexciya,
Andrew Hill,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Doors,
Mandrill,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Agent Orange,
Swans,
Pulsallama,
DJ Sneak,
Pantaleimon,
Lindisfarne,
Q65,
Dark Day,
Gang Starr,
Bill Near,
Barclay James Harvest,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
June Days,
Jerry's Kids,
Tropical Tobacco,
Iggy Pop,
Deadbeat,
Scratch Acid,
Index,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
U.S. Maple,
Ten City,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Skriet,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The J.B.'s,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Toasters,
The Sonics,
8 Eyed Spy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bootsy Collins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Roxette,
The Remains,
The Cowsills,
Alton Ellis,
Minny Pops,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.