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 Korea North and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 Glambeats Corp. 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 Jacques Brel. All the underground hits.
All A Flock of Seagulls tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every LL Cool J 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Index record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joensuu 1685,
The Pretty Things,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Hoover,
KRS-One,
The Doobie Brothers,
Bronski Beat,
Television Personalities,
Technova,
Roy Ayers,
Severed Heads,
Robert Görl,
Kayak,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Neu!,
The Mummies,
One Last Wish,
Marc Almond,
T. Rex,
Scientists,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Donny Hathaway,
Heaven 17,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Mandrill,
Urselle,
K-Klass,
Babytalk,
Curtis Mayfield,
John Lydon,
The New Christs,
Spoonie Gee,
Sight & Sound,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Connie Case,
Pussy Galore,
Sound Behaviour,
Zero Boys,
Brick,
Piero Umiliani,
Tomorrow,
Lalann,
The Golliwogs,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Pus,
Wasted Youth,
Terry Callier,
The Tremeloes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Peter & Gordon,
Y Pants,
Duran Duran,
The Five Americans,
Ohio Players,
Big Daddy Kane,
Iggy Pop,
Chris & Cosey,
Monolake,
Massinfluence,
The Black Dice,
Moby Grape,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel, Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel.
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.