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 Argentina and from Milan.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 linndrum 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 Cowsills to the funk 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 Negative Approach. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Groovy Waters record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Royal Trux,
Fear,
Section 25,
Gang Gang Dance,
Unwound,
Alton Ellis,
Soft Cell,
Visage,
Pharoah Sanders,
Rites of Spring,
Sonny Sharrock,
Albert Ayler,
Bronski Beat,
Half Japanese,
Scientists,
Scrapy,
Minnie Riperton,
Jacques Brel,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Kas Product,
Black Moon,
The Motions,
Warren Ellis,
Sonic Youth,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Kayak,
Sarah Menescal,
Marshall Jefferson,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Sonics,
Lalo Schifrin,
Barrington Levy,
Yusef Lateef,
the Human League,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Neil Young,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Mission of Burma,
Max Romeo,
Hardrive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Gichy Dan,
PIL,
Brick,
Pantaleimon,
Colin Newman,
Hasil Adkins,
Quantec,
Delta 5,
The Smiths,
Lucky Dragons,
The Beau Brummels,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lalann,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Pagans,
Grauzone,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.