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 Tunisia and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Michael McDonald 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 The Raincoats to the rock 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 Gong. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every KRS-One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Boz Scaggs,
Gang Green,
The Real Kids,
Shuggie Otis,
Wasted Youth,
Lungfish,
Swell Maps,
Qualms,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Glambeats Corp.,
Crooked Eye,
Youth Brigade,
The Birthday Party,
The Victims,
Ohio Players,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Unrelated Segments,
The Smoke,
The Motions,
Altered Images,
Maurizio,
Bobby Womack,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Smiths,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gang Gang Dance,
the Normal,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Carl Craig,
Jawbox,
E-Dancer,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Silicon Teens,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Sonic Youth,
Can,
Blancmange,
Kerri Chandler,
Duran Duran,
In Retrospect,
Warren Ellis,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Angels of Light,
The Raincoats,
The Dirtbombs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Zeros,
Tomorrow,
Technova,
Model 500,
Dawn Penn,
Alison Limerick,
The Toasters,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Massinfluence,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Main Source,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.