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 United States and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 Lou Reed 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 Tres Demented to the disco 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deepchord record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Sonics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Negative Approach,
Thompson Twins,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Durutti Column,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Evens,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camberwell Now,
Bootsy Collins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Coltrane,
Cal Tjader,
The Neon Judgement,
Maleditus Sound,
The Kinks,
Jerry's Kids,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Carl Craig,
Aloha Tigers,
Lightning Bolt,
Spoonie Gee,
Skriet,
Kerri Chandler,
Country Teasers,
Sonic Youth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boz Scaggs,
Erasure,
Tomorrow,
Thee Headcoats,
The United States of America,
The Wake,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Fuzztones,
The Dirtbombs,
The Cowsills,
Sixth Finger,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Qualms,
Moss Icon,
Fear,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
ABBA,
Basic Channel,
Bill Near,
Harpers Bizarre,
Moebius,
Quadrant,
Juan Atkins,
Oblivians,
Glambeats Corp.,
Quantec,
Junior Murvin,
Royal Trux,
Gichy Dan,
The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs, The New Christs.
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.