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 Congo and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Tomorrow to the grime 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 Josef K. All the underground hits.
All Brass Construction tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cybotron 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Scrapy,
Excepter,
Make Up,
Tres Demented,
Black Sheep,
The Motions,
The Litter,
The Beau Brummels,
The Music Machine,
Inner City,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Supertramp,
Skriet,
The Fugs,
Whodini,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Slits,
Deakin,
Crispian St. Peters,
Monks,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Young Marble Giants,
Soft Cell,
Amon Düül II,
The Last Poets,
Suicide,
Dead Boys,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Selecter,
Skaos,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Harpers Bizarre,
Average White Band,
Gang Starr,
Cameo,
Simply Red,
D'Angelo,
Von Mondo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Main Source,
Mantronix,
Alton Ellis,
The Standells,
Surgeon,
Joe Smooth,
Interpol,
The Martian,
R.M.O.,
Marmalade,
Flipper,
Kenny Larkin,
Faraquet,
Chrome,
AZ,
Nirvana,
Traffic Nightmare,
the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics, the Sonics.
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.