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 Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 chamberlin 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 Tomorrow to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Public Enemy. All the underground hits.
All Drexciya tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a One Last Wish record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Trumans Water,
Gabor Szabo,
Reagan Youth,
Minutemen,
The Five Americans,
Sight & Sound,
Scrapy,
Janne Schatter,
Yellowson,
PIL,
Eden Ahbez,
The Raincoats,
Stetsasonic,
The Walker Brothers,
Alice Coltrane,
Sandy B,
Delta 5,
Eddi Front,
Davy DMX,
Black Flag,
Sonic Youth,
Television Personalities,
Lungfish,
Zapp,
Fear,
kango's stein massive,
Avey Tare,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Basic Channel,
Wire,
Soulsonic Force,
Eric Dolphy,
the Sonics,
The Moleskins,
Intrusion,
Bronski Beat,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Cymande,
Ludus,
Rekid,
The Moody Blues,
Organ,
Agent Orange,
Lyres,
Warsaw,
The Fuzztones,
Warren Ellis,
Fatback Band,
The Sisters of Mercy,
New York Dolls,
Neil Young,
The Black Dice,
Rakim,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Slits,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Tremeloes,
The Offenders,
Zero Boys,
The Gladiators,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger, Sixth Finger.
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.