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 Sri Lanka and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 mellotron 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 Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx to the dance kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Joe Smooth. All the underground hits.
All Kings Of Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scientists 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Steve Hackett,
Johnny Clarke,
The Moleskins,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Dave Clark Five,
Althea and Donna,
Franke,
Monks,
Alphaville,
Ituana,
David McCallum,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Oblivians,
Robert Wyatt,
Terrestrial Tones,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Soulsonic Force,
Kas Product,
Main Source,
Niagra,
Flash Fearless,
Bob Dylan,
Banda Bassotti,
the Slits,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Byrd,
Ossler,
David Axelrod,
Yaz,
Lalann,
Harmonia,
Ultra Naté,
Carl Craig,
PIL,
Don Cherry,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Anakelly,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
AZ,
Tomorrow,
Gang of Four,
The Durutti Column,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Sister Nancy,
Television Personalities,
Yellowson,
The Misunderstood,
Guru Guru,
World's Most,
New York Dolls,
Von Mondo,
Mr. Review,
The Smoke,
Amazonics,
Moss Icon,
Lyres,
Fear,
Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling, Freddie Wadling.
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.