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 El Salvador and from Delhi.
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 1965 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 Neil Young to the electroclash 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 Man Eating Sloth. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Accadde A record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Little Man record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Khruangbin,
Eden Ahbez,
kango's stein massive,
The Pretty Things,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sandy B,
Organ,
Faust,
Bang On A Can,
Black Bananas,
Cymande,
Massinfluence,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
B.T. Express,
Andrew Hill,
Oblivians,
Subhumans,
Faraquet,
Davy DMX,
Arcadia,
Radio Birdman,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Music Machine,
Spoonie Gee,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Suburban Knight,
Pet Shop Boys,
Sällskapet,
Pole,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
the Human League,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Seeds,
Babytalk,
Lalo Schifrin,
Symarip,
Barbara Tucker,
June of 44,
The Young Rascals,
Henry Cow,
Brass Construction,
Groovy Waters,
Alice Coltrane,
Kaleidoscope,
Mad Mike,
Bootsy Collins,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Human League,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Television,
The Kinks,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jacob Miller,
Delta 5,
Scrapy,
The Associates,
Girls At Our Best!,
Erykah Badu,
Talk Talk,
Deepchord,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.