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 Solomon Islands and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu to the rap 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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Lee Hazlewood tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Banda Bassotti 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fuzztones record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Connie Case,
Crime,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Walker Brothers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Fear,
Jeff Mills,
Maleditus Sound,
Make Up,
Warren Ellis,
Moss Icon,
The Standells,
Nik Kershaw,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Dirtbombs,
Wasted Youth,
Nas,
Susan Cadogan,
Pulsallama,
Motorama,
Dorothy Ashby,
Black Bananas,
The Saints,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Slave,
Niagra,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Colin Newman,
Josef K,
Swans,
The Dave Clark Five,
the Sonics,
Ultra Naté,
Panda Bear,
Flamin' Groovies,
Alice Coltrane,
Subhumans,
John Lydon,
Robert Hood,
Suicide,
The Toasters,
Soft Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
Pole,
Crash Course in Science,
Eurythmics,
the Fania All-Stars,
Aural Exciters,
Aaron Thompson,
ABBA,
Aloha Tigers,
Graham Central Station,
Groovy Waters,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxette,
Joensuu 1685,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joe Smooth,
Cecil Taylor,
Steve Hackett,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Organ,
Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis, Oppenheimer Analysis.
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.