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 Slovakia and from Lagos.
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 1965 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Glasgow.
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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Half Japanese to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Shoche. All the underground hits.
All Curtis Mayfield tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sex Pistols 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Michelle Simonal,
Agent Orange,
Tears for Fears,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Youth Brigade,
Junior Murvin,
Hoover,
Ronnie Foster,
Bush Tetras,
Accadde A,
The Slits,
ABC,
Donny Hathaway,
MC5,
Mantronix,
The Zeros,
The Gap Band,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Brass Construction,
Don Cherry,
Arthur Verocai,
The Black Dice,
Lucky Dragons,
Jesper Dahlback,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Radiopuhelimet,
Half Japanese,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harmonia,
Scrapy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bobby Sherman,
Second Layer,
Model 500,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Divine Comedy,
Excepter,
Au Pairs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Reuben Wilson,
Sugar Minott,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Brand Nubian,
Subhumans,
John Lydon,
Khruangbin,
Public Image Ltd.,
Saccharine Trust,
Yazoo,
Chrome,
The Pretty Things,
The Mummies,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tropical Tobacco,
Gang Gang Dance,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru, Guru Guru.
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.