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 Sudan and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 June Days to the punk 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All June of 44 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every David Bowie 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lonnie Liston Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ 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?
Easy Going,
Sugar Minott,
Pussy Galore,
Ralphi Rosario,
Al Stewart,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Gladiators,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Blake Baxter,
Agent Orange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sarah Menescal,
Roxette,
Lungfish,
Bauhaus,
Sandy B,
Sister Nancy,
Negative Approach,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Wake,
T.S.O.L.,
Nik Kershaw,
London Community Gospel Choir,
MDC,
Jacob Miller,
Crash Course in Science,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Yellowson,
Boogie Down Productions,
the Slits,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Last Poets,
Scratch Acid,
Traffic Nightmare,
Camberwell Now,
Mark Hollis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Bang On A Can,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
In Retrospect,
Duran Duran,
Jeff Mills,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Mantronix,
Los Fastidios,
Alton Ellis,
Soulsonic Force,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Section 25,
Marc Almond,
The Moody Blues,
Pantaleimon,
Flash Fearless,
Saccharine Trust,
Marine Girls,
The Victims,
The Tremeloes,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.