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 Hungary and from Mumbai.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 oboe 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 Leonard Cohen to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Dual Sessions. All the underground hits.
All Loose Ends tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gerry Rafferty record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer 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?
Soulsonic Force,
the Soft Cell,
Technova,
Darondo,
the Normal,
Graham Central Station,
the Slits,
Ice-T,
Kas Product,
Delta 5,
Anakelly,
T. Rex,
Robert Wyatt,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Trumans Water,
Lou Reed,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Q65,
The Barracudas,
Ultra Naté,
Parry Music,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Sex Pistols,
The Gladiators,
Hot Snakes,
The Martian,
Deadbeat,
kango's stein massive,
Sonny Sharrock,
Tommy Roe,
Harpers Bizarre,
T.S.O.L.,
The Offenders,
Gang Starr,
Essential Logic,
Big Daddy Kane,
Warren Ellis,
Jerry's Kids,
Davy DMX,
Roxy Music,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Cameo,
Simply Red,
The Busters,
The United States of America,
Scott Walker,
Nas,
Soul II Soul,
Reagan Youth,
DJ Sneak,
Todd Terry,
These Immortal Souls,
Vainqueur,
This Heat,
CMW,
Zapp,
Rakim,
Harmonia,
the Bar-Kays,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Saints, The Saints, The Saints, The Saints.
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.