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 New Zealand and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Oblivians to the disco 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All Aaron Thompson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gabor Szabo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter & Gordon,
the Slits,
Pantaleimon,
Nils Olav,
Suicide,
Goldenarms,
Joy Division,
Sight & Sound,
The Dave Clark Five,
Kas Product,
Anakelly,
Warren Ellis,
The Index,
The Golliwogs,
Aloha Tigers,
Lightning Bolt,
Moss Icon,
The Velvet Underground,
Technova,
The Blues Magoos,
Graham Central Station,
Malaria!,
K-Klass,
48th St. Collective,
Black Sheep,
Anthony Braxton,
Radiopuhelimet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tears for Fears,
Franke,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Pagans,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Harry Pussy,
Marmalade,
Gang Gang Dance,
Subhumans,
Kayak,
The Barracudas,
Avey Tare,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Black Bananas,
The Music Machine,
Deadbeat,
Lalann,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Germs,
Tim Buckley,
Adolescents,
Icehouse,
Wally Richardson,
The Stooges,
Dead Boys,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Lungfish,
Bobby Womack,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Idris Muhammad,
Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red, Simply Red.
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.