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 Luxembourg and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Von Mondo to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Von Mondo. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pharoah Sanders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin 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 Knickerbockers,
Depeche Mode,
Warren Ellis,
Lalo Schifrin,
Eddi Front,
Junior Murvin,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Tres Demented,
Lower 48,
Quando Quango,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Beau Brummels,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Toni Rubio,
Tommy Roe,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Jesper Dahlback,
E-Dancer,
Be Bop Deluxe,
June Days,
The Gories,
Susan Cadogan,
Sparks,
Flipper,
The Count Five,
Blancmange,
The Shadows of Knight,
Morten Harket,
the Fania All-Stars,
Rotary Connection,
New Order,
Girls At Our Best!,
Ten City,
Moss Icon,
These Immortal Souls,
Matthew Halsall,
Eric Copeland,
The Cure,
Porter Ricks,
Josef K,
The Red Krayola,
Hot Snakes,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
New York Dolls,
The Names,
CMW,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Glenn Branca,
La Düsseldorf,
Loose Ends,
the Swans,
ABBA,
Sällskapet,
Heaven 17,
Half Japanese,
Black Bananas,
Eli Mardock,
Outsiders,
The Velvet Underground,
John Holt,
The Vogues,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.