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 Latvia and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Lille.
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 organ 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 Eden Ahbez to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 The Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All The Pretty Things tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dawn Penn record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Graham Central Station record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Dave Clark Five,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
David McCallum,
The Offenders,
The Dead C,
The Trojans,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
FM Einheit,
The Detroit Cobras,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Nas,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Marshall Jefferson,
Bootsy Collins,
Brothers Johnson,
Parry Music,
Lou Christie,
kango's stein massive,
Bobby Sherman,
Aloha Tigers,
EPMD,
Sunsets and Hearts,
JFA,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magma,
Matthew Halsall,
The Toasters,
China Crisis,
Half Japanese,
Jawbox,
Public Enemy,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Grandmaster Flash,
Quando Quango,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bad Manners,
David Axelrod,
Chrome,
Mo-Dettes,
Harmonia,
Tim Buckley,
Eric Dolphy,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jacob Miller,
Graham Central Station,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
John Cale,
Isaac Hayes,
Television Personalities,
Altered Images,
Sex Pistols,
MC5,
Rites of Spring,
Iggy Pop,
Neu!,
Tom Boy,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Moebius,
Radio Birdman,
Pagans,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.