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 Mexico and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare 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 Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Motorama record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Terrestrial Tones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 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?
Jimmy McGriff,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Black Dice,
Loose Ends,
Grauzone,
Michelle Simonal,
Charles Mingus,
Laurel Aitken,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Mars,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Intrusion,
48th St. Collective,
Johnny Clarke,
X-102,
Amon Düül,
Moss Icon,
Rekid,
Black Bananas,
H. Thieme,
The Misunderstood,
ABC,
Lungfish,
Gregory Isaacs,
Morten Harket,
The Fuzztones,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Lalann,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Monks,
the Sonics,
Todd Rundgren,
Amon Düül II,
Henry Cow,
Masters at Work,
Sixth Finger,
Dark Day,
Pharoah Sanders,
Ralphi Rosario,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Livin' Joy,
Vainqueur,
The Searchers,
Radiopuhelimet,
Zero Boys,
Faraquet,
The Pretty Things,
Scott Walker,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Bizarre Inc.,
Babytalk,
Junior Murvin,
Altered Images,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Skriet,
The Monochrome Set,
R.M.O.,
the Germs,
Subhumans,
Mary Jane Girls,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Knickerbockers,
Unwound,
Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia, Arcadia.
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.