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 Moldova and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 the Sonics to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Lalann tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Selecter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Popol Vuh record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
K-Klass,
Neil Young,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Associates,
Slick Rick,
Mary Jane Girls,
MC5,
Tim Buckley,
Vainqueur,
Amon Düül,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Boredoms,
Ultravox,
EPMD,
Gang Green,
Johnny Clarke,
Rhythm & Sound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Faust,
Q65,
LL Cool J,
Robert Görl,
Ralphi Rosario,
Technova,
Hot Snakes,
Marc Almond,
Erasure,
The Electric Prunes,
Pantytec,
Wally Richardson,
Absolute Body Control,
Y Pants,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lyres,
B.T. Express,
The Doors,
Reuben Wilson,
Public Enemy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
New Age Steppers,
David McCallum,
Harry Pussy,
Electric Prunes,
Loose Ends,
Scratch Acid,
Lightning Bolt,
Dual Sessions,
Average White Band,
Masters at Work,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Blake Baxter,
Vladislav Delay,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Wire,
The Black Dice,
Archie Shepp,
Essential Logic,
Cheater Slicks,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Alice Coltrane,
AZ,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.