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 Mexico and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Holger Czukay 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 Harmonia to the funk 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 Yaz. All the underground hits.
All Scott Walker + Sunn O))) tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Circle Jerks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young,
Barrington Levy,
Absolute Body Control,
Junior Murvin,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Mummies,
The Star Department,
Severed Heads,
LL Cool J,
Mo-Dettes,
Minutemen,
Mantronix,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jeff Lynne,
Swell Maps,
Ludus,
The Neon Judgement,
Chris & Cosey,
Make Up,
The Moody Blues,
Parry Music,
New Age Steppers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
B.T. Express,
Pulsallama,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kerrie Biddell,
Gang of Four,
The Sound,
Unrelated Segments,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Dave Clark Five,
The American Breed,
Technova,
Ronan,
Scan 7,
Leonard Cohen,
Chrome,
Bizarre Inc.,
Man Parrish,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Dirtbombs,
The J.B.'s,
Josef K,
The Count Five,
Sarah Menescal,
The Smiths,
The Moleskins,
The Electric Prunes,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Divine Comedy,
Steve Hackett,
Crooked Eye,
Marmalade,
Letta Mbulu,
Cecil Taylor,
The Black Dice,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Accadde A,
Model 500,
Groovy Waters,
Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet, Radiopuhelimet.
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.