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 Seychelles and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 organ 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 Josef K to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All The Royal Family And The Poor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Leaves record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a June Days record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlback,
Vladislav Delay,
Eric Copeland,
Sight & Sound,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
D'Angelo,
Gichy Dan,
Roxette,
Arab on Radar,
The Move,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Johnny Osbourne,
JFA,
Chris Corsano,
Half Japanese,
Angry Samoans,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Patti Smith,
Interpol,
Anthony Braxton,
Television Personalities,
The J.B.'s,
Curtis Mayfield,
Groovy Waters,
the Human League,
The Saints,
Godley & Creme,
Kerri Chandler,
Graham Central Station,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
James White and The Blacks,
Jerry's Kids,
Josef K,
Ultimate Spinach,
Fatback Band,
Ice-T,
K-Klass,
Swell Maps,
X-101,
The Cowsills,
June of 44,
Altered Images,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Thompson Twins,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Velvet Underground,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Bluetip,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Alphaville,
Soul II Soul,
Grey Daturas,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Can,
Theoretical Girls,
Cheater Slicks,
Technova,
Cluster,
Second Layer,
The Birthday Party,
The Neon Judgement,
Eddi Front,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.
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.