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 Uzbekistan and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 rhodes 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 Joensuu 1685 to the jazz 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 Silicon Teens. All the underground hits.
All Mars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a China Crisis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Crooked Eye,
Sam Rivers,
Amon Düül II,
Blake Baxter,
Byron Stingily,
Ludus,
Lakeside,
Panda Bear,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Charles Mingus,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Godley & Creme,
Deepchord,
Moebius,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Lebanon Hanover,
David Axelrod,
Scan 7,
Derrick Morgan,
Ohio Players,
Scratch Acid,
Moss Icon,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Pantaleimon,
Trumans Water,
Throbbing Gristle,
Grey Daturas,
Fela Kuti,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Von Mondo,
Big Daddy Kane,
Rod Modell,
Soft Cell,
Talk Talk,
Adolescents,
Joyce Sims,
Unwound,
Matthew Halsall,
New Order,
Brothers Johnson,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Slits,
The Smoke,
Mo-Dettes,
Roy Ayers,
the Swans,
Japan,
Joy Division,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oneida,
Sällskapet,
Deadbeat,
the Sonics,
Soulsonic Force,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Crash Course in Science,
Glambeats Corp.,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Divine Comedy,
The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five, The Dave Clark Five.
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.