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 Jordan and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Buzzcocks 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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All 10cc tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Slave record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar 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 güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
D'Angelo,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Fortunes,
Quantec,
Donny Hathaway,
Underground Resistance,
Pantytec,
Lightning Bolt,
Faust,
Easy Going,
Babytalk,
Oblivians,
The Walker Brothers,
DJ Style,
The New Christs,
Duran Duran,
Khruangbin,
Gabor Szabo,
The Buckinghams,
Pharoah Sanders,
Eric Copeland,
Urselle,
Blake Baxter,
Bluetip,
Sun City Girls,
Roger Hodgson,
The Velvet Underground,
Sun Ra,
Kenny Larkin,
The Cowsills,
Angry Samoans,
Marine Girls,
Can,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Dirtbombs,
The Busters,
Leonard Cohen,
Fatback Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Deadbeat,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
EPMD,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Curtis Mayfield,
Barclay James Harvest,
World's Most,
Stereo Dub,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scratch Acid,
Frankie Knuckles,
Robert Görl,
Steve Hackett,
Traffic Nightmare,
Roxy Music,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crime,
The Kinks,
Young Marble Giants,
Marvin Gaye,
Chrome,
Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe, Ajijia Myrayebe.
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.