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 Slovenia and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Black Pus. All the underground hits.
All Crooked Eye tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Marcia Griffiths,
The Misunderstood,
Scott Walker,
L. Decosne,
Ponytail,
Lebanon Hanover,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Groovy Waters,
Dead Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
DJ Sneak,
Adolescents,
F. McDonald,
Howard Jones,
Trumans Water,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dorothy Ashby,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Cal Tjader,
Donny Hathaway,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Faraquet,
Terry Callier,
The Fire Engines,
Henry Cow,
The Moody Blues,
David Axelrod,
In Retrospect,
Swell Maps,
Cecil Taylor,
The Walker Brothers,
Fear,
The Smoke,
Jawbox,
the Association,
X-Ray Spex,
John Foxx,
Black Flag,
The Detroit Cobras,
Oneida,
Al Stewart,
Amazonics,
The Electric Prunes,
Matthew Bourne,
cv313,
Amon Düül II,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Morten Harket,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Wally Richardson,
Index,
The Monochrome Set,
Connie Case,
Ronan,
The Fugs,
Bad Manners,
The Victims,
The Red Krayola,
Boredoms,
Fad Gadget,
DJ Style,
Hashim, Hashim, Hashim, Hashim.
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.