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 Tanzania and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pet Shop Boys to the techno 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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All The Birthday Party tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Adolescents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 linndrum and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
La Düsseldorf,
Bizarre Inc.,
Peter & Gordon,
Brothers Johnson,
The Names,
Guru Guru,
Andrew Hill,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Flash Fearless,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Technova,
Peter and Kerry,
Skarface,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Busters,
Kurtis Blow,
Cybotron,
Scan 7,
Girls At Our Best!,
In Retrospect,
The Dave Clark Five,
Hoover,
The Knickerbockers,
Wire,
Crime,
Sixth Finger,
Ultra Naté,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Rotary Connection,
John Cale,
Althea and Donna,
Archie Shepp,
X-101,
Index,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Evens,
Freddie Wadling,
The Move,
Rufus Thomas,
Carl Craig,
Eli Mardock,
Niagra,
The Motions,
The Durutti Column,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Vladislav Delay,
Lebanon Hanover,
Qualms,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Vogues,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Junior Murvin,
Joensuu 1685,
U.S. Maple,
The Misunderstood,
Ultravox,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Gap Band,
Arcadia,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Easy Going,
Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders, Outsiders.
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.