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 Madagascar and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Copenhagen.
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 sitar 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 The Sound to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Kayak. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Halsall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Q65 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pussy Galore record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Peter & Gordon,
Visage,
Thee Headcoats,
Pantytec,
Radiohead,
Wings,
The Angels of Light,
Brick,
Max Romeo,
The Techniques,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Victims,
Ludus,
Soft Machine,
Susan Cadogan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
48th St. Collective,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Lungfish,
Spoonie Gee,
John Foxx,
Bobby Sherman,
Warsaw,
Gang Starr,
Malaria!,
Eric Dolphy,
Cheater Slicks,
Janne Schatter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Model 500,
Yellowson,
Bill Near,
Scion,
The Gap Band,
Wasted Youth,
EPMD,
Von Mondo,
The Beau Brummels,
Goldenarms,
The Grass Roots,
Dark Day,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Velvet Underground,
Sam Rivers,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The J.B.'s,
Sällskapet,
Maleditus Sound,
Chrome,
Rosa Yemen,
Mars,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Juan Atkins,
Gastr Del Sol,
Qualms,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Japan,
Graham Central Station,
Mo-Dettes,
The Sound,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
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.