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 Serbia and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 sitar 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 Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines to the punk 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 Stockholm Monsters. All the underground hits.
All New York Dolls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roger Hodgson,
Funky Four + One,
Alison Limerick,
Pharoah Sanders,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Cluster,
Technova,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mojo Men,
The Tremeloes,
Agent Orange,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Spandau Ballet,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gregory Isaacs,
Young Marble Giants,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Whodini,
Amon Düül II,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Blackbyrds,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Motions,
Basic Channel,
Procol Harum,
The Gap Band,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Soul Sonic Force,
Isaac Hayes,
Moebius,
Black Pus,
Kenny Larkin,
The Smiths,
The Offenders,
Nik Kershaw,
Brothers Johnson,
Anthony Braxton,
The Skatalites,
Section 25,
Scrapy,
Blossom Toes,
John Coltrane,
Neu!,
Lebanon Hanover,
Derrick Morgan,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Scientists,
the Human League,
Public Image Ltd.,
Aswad,
Black Flag,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cheater Slicks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Dirtbombs,
Joyce Sims,
Nils Olav,
Marvin Gaye,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.