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 Laos and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Dave Clark Five to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Roxy Music. All the underground hits.
All Black Sheep tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Suburban Knight record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound 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?
Anakelly,
Robert Görl,
The Trojans,
Ludus,
Drexciya,
Crime,
Fugazi,
Liliput,
Kas Product,
The Skatalites,
Joyce Sims,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Radiohead,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magazine,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Seeds,
Pierre Henry,
Amon Düül,
The Buckinghams,
Saccharine Trust,
Maurizio,
Swans,
Janne Schatter,
T. Rex,
Smog,
Bob Dylan,
Motorama,
Godley & Creme,
Yusef Lateef,
Jacob Miller,
Ultra Naté,
the Slits,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Aural Exciters,
La Düsseldorf,
The Offenders,
Blancmange,
Laurel Aitken,
Pharoah Sanders,
DJ Style,
Wings,
Lyres,
Index,
Marmalade,
Mark Hollis,
Pantaleimon,
Ice-T,
Dennis Brown,
Little Man,
Television,
Eli Mardock,
The Smiths,
Harmonia,
Boredoms,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nas,
Eyeless In Gaza,
One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish, One Last Wish.
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.