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 Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes 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 cv313 to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Freddie Wadling. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arcadia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joensuu 1685 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Clear Light,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Remains,
Barrington Levy,
H. Thieme,
Spoonie Gee,
Wasted Youth,
The Pretty Things,
Rapeman,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Suicide,
Skarface,
Rod Modell,
Average White Band,
Roxy Music,
Bill Wells,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Names,
Joe Finger,
Stetsasonic,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Blues Magoos,
cv313,
Fat Boys,
Big Daddy Kane,
Cheater Slicks,
Fugazi,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The J.B.'s,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Loose Ends,
Crispian St. Peters,
Niagra,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blancmange,
June Days,
The Doors,
Nico,
Sex Pistols,
Tres Demented,
The Fire Engines,
Yazoo,
Pulsallama,
Black Pus,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Barbara Tucker,
Flamin' Groovies,
Los Fastidios,
Brick,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Soul II Soul,
Buzzcocks,
EPMD,
The Martian,
Aural Exciters,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Electric Prunes,
the Slits,
Kas Product,
Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne, Johnny Osbourne.
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.