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 Togo and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Chris & Cosey to the dance 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Interpol tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yusef Lateef record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Shadows of Knight,
Reagan Youth,
The Mighty Diamonds,
L. Decosne,
Carl Craig,
X-102,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Vogues,
MC5,
Hot Snakes,
Bobby Womack,
the Soft Cell,
Sonny Sharrock,
Metal Thangz,
Neil Young,
Television Personalities,
Rod Modell,
X-101,
Pere Ubu,
D'Angelo,
Soulsonic Force,
Slave,
Ken Boothe,
Mo-Dettes,
Prince Buster,
Unwound,
The Offenders,
Donny Hathaway,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Albert Ayler,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Lebanon Hanover,
Radio Birdman,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Colin Newman,
Tres Demented,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Seeds,
Ponytail,
Arab on Radar,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Remains,
Youth Brigade,
the Normal,
The Dave Clark Five,
Khruangbin,
The Motions,
The Move,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Moody Blues,
Ossler,
Ronan,
The Doors,
Pulsallama,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Heaven 17,
Grauzone,
Slick Rick,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.