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 Bhutan and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Beijing and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 linndrum 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 Babytalk to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Frankie Knuckles tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Niagra record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sarah Menescal,
The Tremeloes,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stiv Bators,
Gang Starr,
Main Source,
Jeff Mills,
Porter Ricks,
Tropical Tobacco,
Trumans Water,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Josef K,
Camouflage,
The Fortunes,
cv313,
Au Pairs,
Symarip,
Dual Sessions,
Stereo Dub,
Panda Bear,
Man Parrish,
The Count Five,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Albert Ayler,
Jeru the Damaja,
D'Angelo,
Audionom,
The Music Machine,
The Beau Brummels,
The New Christs,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Outsiders,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Modern Lovers,
Lightning Bolt,
AZ,
The Skatalites,
Excepter,
Girls At Our Best!,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Smiths,
Alphaville,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Infiniti,
Gang of Four,
Suburban Knight,
Unwound,
Idris Muhammad,
Bobby Sherman,
Parry Music,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Fania All-Stars,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sixth Finger,
The Pop Group,
Sexual Harrassment,
Mr. Review,
Toni Rubio,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.