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 Kyrgyzstan and from Winnipeg.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Grauzone to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pagans. All the underground hits.
All Morten Harket tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minny Pops record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Icehouse,
DJ Sneak,
Deepchord,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Nirvana,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
X-102,
Todd Rundgren,
Black Flag,
Oneida,
Banda Bassotti,
Slave,
Robert Hood,
Jesper Dahlback,
Stiv Bators,
Dennis Brown,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sonic Youth,
Negative Approach,
Blancmange,
Lungfish,
Vainqueur,
Unwound,
Glambeats Corp.,
Technova,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Dead Boys,
Blake Baxter,
Liliput,
Minor Threat,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Quantec,
The Motions,
Peter and Kerry,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Jeff Mills,
MDC,
Flipper,
Radiohead,
Susan Cadogan,
Ultra Naté,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Neil Young,
ABBA,
The Doors,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Little Man,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Q65,
Ice-T,
Jacob Miller,
Aaron Thompson,
The Human League,
Black Bananas,
Byron Stingily,
World's Most,
Jeru the Damaja,
Pylon,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Davy DMX,
The Associates,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.