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 Afghanistan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lagos.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Reagan Youth to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Freddie Wadling tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yazoo 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Angels of Light & Akron/Family record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wolf Eyes,
Underground Resistance,
Absolute Body Control,
Motorama,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
CMW,
Alison Limerick,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sound Behaviour,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Joyce Sims,
The Litter,
Amon Düül,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Bang On A Can,
Symarip,
The Slackers,
Joe Finger,
Altered Images,
Pharoah Sanders,
World's Most,
Scion,
Fear,
New Order,
Freddie Wadling,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Girls At Our Best!,
Buzzcocks,
OOIOO,
Kool Moe Dee,
Amazonics,
T. Rex,
Dead Boys,
Sexual Harrassment,
Idris Muhammad,
Y Pants,
Pierre Henry,
Aural Exciters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Birthday Party,
Brick,
Ronan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mark Hollis,
The Names,
Black Pus,
Interpol,
Gang Green,
Accadde A,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Neil Young,
Half Japanese,
Lindisfarne,
Simply Red,
Matthew Halsall,
Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound, Sight & Sound.
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.