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 Lebanon and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Toasters to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fear record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Terrestrial Tones,
The Alarm Clocks,
Rosa Yemen,
R.M.O.,
Agitation Free,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Hashim,
Gong,
Amon Düül,
Swell Maps,
These Immortal Souls,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Cowsills,
Deadbeat,
Silicon Teens,
Minor Threat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Normal,
OOIOO,
The Selecter,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Patti Smith,
Lower 48,
Pantaleimon,
Warsaw,
Ultravox,
Carl Craig,
New Age Steppers,
The American Breed,
John Foxx,
Howard Jones,
La Düsseldorf,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Evens,
Yusef Lateef,
Sonic Youth,
New York Dolls,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Boredoms,
Bad Manners,
Y Pants,
Main Source,
Sight & Sound,
Guru Guru,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ronan,
Ossler,
Harry Pussy,
Skriet,
The Sound,
UT,
Soulsonic Force,
The Searchers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Johnny Osbourne,
Adolescents,
The Gun Club,
Bill Wells,
Siglo XX,
Judy Mowatt,
Slick Rick,
Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe, Ken Boothe.
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.