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 Senegal and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 rhodes 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 Index to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All Khruangbin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jandek record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Max Romeo,
Parry Music,
Jeru the Damaja,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Barracudas,
Gregory Isaacs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Toni Rubio,
Bob Dylan,
Magazine,
Lucky Dragons,
Porter Ricks,
the Slits,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Josef K,
The Blues Magoos,
Gerry Rafferty,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
X-Ray Spex,
The Leaves,
Television,
The Gories,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Jacob Miller,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Womack,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radio Birdman,
Arthur Verocai,
Visage,
Panda Bear,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ponytail,
Thompson Twins,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Clear Light,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Arab on Radar,
The Star Department,
John Holt,
The Wake,
Al Stewart,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Pop Group,
Pet Shop Boys,
Stetsasonic,
MDC,
The Golliwogs,
Prince Buster,
The Seeds,
Judy Mowatt,
a-ha,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Reagan Youth,
The Birthday Party,
Organ,
Charles Mingus,
Unrelated Segments,
Wolf Eyes,
Mary Jane Girls,
Monks,
Roger Hodgson,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience, Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience.
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.