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 Switzerland and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the jazz 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 Gun Club. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Iggy Pop,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Walker Brothers,
Rotary Connection,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cymande,
DJ Style,
The Evens,
The Martian,
The Fire Engines,
Gabor Szabo,
Nik Kershaw,
The Victims,
Sarah Menescal,
Ornette Coleman,
Rufus Thomas,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Quadrant,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Radiopuhelimet,
Marmalade,
Country Teasers,
Fela Kuti,
Josef K,
Fluxion,
Sex Pistols,
Intrusion,
L. Decosne,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Skatalites,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Selecter,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Glambeats Corp.,
Fad Gadget,
Magma,
The Young Rascals,
Eli Mardock,
Subhumans,
The United States of America,
Althea and Donna,
Gichy Dan,
Aaron Thompson,
Talk Talk,
Wire,
Neil Young,
The Happenings,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Arcadia,
Outsiders,
Avey Tare,
Gang Green,
Mandrill,
The Techniques,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Kenny Larkin,
Marvin Gaye,
The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels, The Beau Brummels.
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.