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 Laos and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Donald Fagen 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 Infiniti to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Alphaville. All the underground hits.
All Johnny Clarke tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stereo Dub record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Joe Smooth,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun City Girls,
Maleditus Sound,
The Gun Club,
ABBA,
Flash Fearless,
Scott Walker,
Neil Young,
Metal Thangz,
Guru Guru,
Nation of Ulysses,
Darondo,
Andrew Hill,
Public Image Ltd.,
Sight & Sound,
Little Man,
The Saints,
Matthew Halsall,
Alison Limerick,
Hardrive,
Sarah Menescal,
Don Cherry,
Judy Mowatt,
Faust,
Groovy Waters,
Sonny Sharrock,
Agitation Free,
Kaleidoscope,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Yaz,
The Fuzztones,
Saccharine Trust,
Chrome,
Nirvana,
Neu!,
CMW,
Television,
Terry Callier,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Rekid,
Eden Ahbez,
Skarface,
Rhythm & Sound,
Whodini,
Glambeats Corp.,
the Soft Cell,
Kool Moe Dee,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Fall,
Section 25,
Subhumans,
Interpol,
Quantec,
Man Parrish,
The United States of America,
John Coltrane,
Ultimate Spinach,
Max Romeo,
Main Source,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Misunderstood,
It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day, It's A Beautiful Day.
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.