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 Italy and from Toronto.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Michael McDonald 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 Pagans to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Sandy B. All the underground hits.
All Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roxette 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Stiv Bators record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Flag,
Clear Light,
The Smoke,
Porter Ricks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Robert Wyatt,
Von Mondo,
Barry Ungar,
New York Dolls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Deepchord,
The Young Rascals,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Finger,
Connie Case,
The Sonics,
These Immortal Souls,
Brothers Johnson,
The Selecter,
Ultravox,
Pantytec,
Crispy Ambulance,
Circle Jerks,
Wally Richardson,
Eve St. Jones,
Guru Guru,
Vladislav Delay,
Lower 48,
AZ,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Standells,
Tubeway Army,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Boredoms,
Joey Negro,
Barclay James Harvest,
Deadbeat,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jawbox,
The Cowsills,
R.M.O.,
Kaleidoscope,
Lou Reed,
X-102,
Todd Rundgren,
Kool Moe Dee,
MDC,
Subhumans,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Index,
Godley & Creme,
Aloha Tigers,
The Grass Roots,
Boz Scaggs,
Sister Nancy,
This Heat,
Bronski Beat,
Aswad, Aswad, Aswad, Aswad.
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.