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 Libya and from Milan.
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 1961 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 Tom Verlaine 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 Idris Muhammad to the electroclash 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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter & Gordon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glambeats Corp. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
Ronan,
The Smoke,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Stockholm Monsters,
Flash Fearless,
Niagra,
Skaos,
Unwound,
The Sound,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Connie Case,
Young Marble Giants,
Shoche,
Mandrill,
Mission of Burma,
Section 25,
Amazonics,
The Knickerbockers,
The Cramps,
Bush Tetras,
Lakeside,
Massinfluence,
Deakin,
The Pretty Things,
Alison Limerick,
Procol Harum,
Minnie Riperton,
Yellowson,
Fat Boys,
Letta Mbulu,
the Association,
Magma,
Terry Callier,
Ultravox,
Guru Guru,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Byron Stingily,
Metal Thangz,
Amon Düül,
Delon & Dalcan,
Junior Murvin,
The Divine Comedy,
The Zeros,
Pole,
Arthur Verocai,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
K-Klass,
ABC,
Robert Wyatt,
Youth Brigade,
Stetsasonic,
Panda Bear,
Oneida,
The Shadows of Knight,
Aural Exciters,
Intrusion,
New Order,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Thompson Twins,
Scan 7,
Derrick May,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.