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 Tonga and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 Basic Channel to the electroclash 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 Sunsets and Hearts. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Depeche Mode record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Human League,
Whodini,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Chris & Cosey,
Eurythmics,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Duran Duran,
The Fortunes,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Eve St. Jones,
Davy DMX,
Rapeman,
The Victims,
Blake Baxter,
The Mojo Men,
E-Dancer,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Nas,
The Evens,
Anakelly,
Thompson Twins,
Sonic Youth,
Nick Fraelich,
Ice-T,
Rosa Yemen,
Lower 48,
The Motions,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ponytail,
David Axelrod,
Dennis Brown,
Schoolly D,
Bauhaus,
Cal Tjader,
Marine Girls,
H. Thieme,
The Blackbyrds,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Q and Not U,
The Monochrome Set,
Eden Ahbez,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Echospace,
Aural Exciters,
Agent Orange,
Pulsallama,
The Gladiators,
Massinfluence,
Bootsy Collins,
Junior Murvin,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Amon Düül,
Lindisfarne,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Idris Muhammad,
Alison Limerick,
The Blues Magoos,
The Zeros,
Ten City,
Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip, Bluetip.
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.