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 Qatar and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the mellotron 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 The Young Rascals to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Gories. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Bananas 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fall record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
10cc,
Gabor Szabo,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Von Mondo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Y Pants,
Accadde A,
the Human League,
Fela Kuti,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Swans,
Delta 5,
MC5,
The Happenings,
EPMD,
Tubeway Army,
Marvin Gaye,
X-101,
Skriet,
These Immortal Souls,
Joe Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sun Ra,
Arcadia,
The Monks,
Boredoms,
Quadrant,
The Count Five,
Steve Hackett,
Sugar Minott,
Anthony Braxton,
Sam Rivers,
Sällskapet,
The Real Kids,
The Offenders,
kango's stein massive,
Harpers Bizarre,
Harmonia,
KRS-One,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Scan 7,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Moon,
Bronski Beat,
Inner City,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Infiniti,
Bobby Sherman,
Eric Copeland,
Yusef Lateef,
The Velvet Underground,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rites of Spring,
Barrington Levy,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.