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 Uzbekistan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Vainqueur to the grunge 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 Vainqueur. All the underground hits.
All Gang Green tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
It's A Beautiful Day,
Slave,
Ronan,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
D'Angelo,
Robert Wyatt,
Black Pus,
Pussy Galore,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Sound,
Quantec,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Nirvana,
The Names,
The Slackers,
Morten Harket,
Altered Images,
Kool Moe Dee,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Hot Snakes,
In Retrospect,
Rhythm & Sound,
Second Layer,
Jandek,
Roxy Music,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
John Lydon,
Quando Quango,
Ornette Coleman,
Duran Duran,
CMW,
Ponytail,
Arab on Radar,
Electric Prunes,
Anakelly,
The Gladiators,
Crime,
The Seeds,
Cal Tjader,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Wasted Youth,
Icehouse,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Derrick Morgan,
Donald Byrd,
The Mummies,
The Searchers,
Kerrie Biddell,
Eric Dolphy,
Agitation Free,
Archie Shepp,
Cybotron,
the Normal,
Kurtis Blow,
Sarah Menescal,
The Fugs,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Sister Nancy,
Aural Exciters,
Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product, Kas Product.
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.