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 Thailand and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 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 The Velvet Underground to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Albert Ayler,
Cluster,
John Cale,
Gang of Four,
Shoche,
Surgeon,
Deakin,
Danielle Patucci,
The Divine Comedy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Morten Harket,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Hasil Adkins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Neon Judgement,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Unwound,
The Fire Engines,
Lungfish,
The Selecter,
10cc,
Crooked Eye,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Q and Not U,
Iggy Pop,
E-Dancer,
Soft Cell,
Delta 5,
The Stooges,
Youth Brigade,
DJ Sneak,
Lalo Schifrin,
Popol Vuh,
Interpol,
Brass Construction,
Massinfluence,
Matthew Bourne,
Jacques Brel,
Roger Hodgson,
Zapp,
Index,
Marine Girls,
Whodini,
Brothers Johnson,
The Modern Lovers,
Wally Richardson,
Slick Rick,
Chrome,
The Electric Prunes,
The Skatalites,
Harpers Bizarre,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Human League,
The Fall,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Neil Young,
Bad Manners,
Graham Central Station,
Jimmy McGriff,
Mad Mike,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.