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 Haiti and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 spring reverb 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 Interpol to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Manfred Mann's Earth Band. All the underground hits.
All Lower 48 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Last Poets record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 linndrum and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Skaos,
Khruangbin,
Icehouse,
The Sound,
10cc,
The Dead C,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
Carl Craig,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Busters,
Ronnie Foster,
Adolescents,
Radio Birdman,
Letta Mbulu,
Lou Reed,
Saccharine Trust,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxette,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Flipper,
LL Cool J,
JFA,
The Monks,
Dave Gahan,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Main Source,
Cecil Taylor,
Matthew Halsall,
Lalann,
Nick Fraelich,
Rufus Thomas,
Dual Sessions,
Groovy Waters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Boogie Down Productions,
kango's stein massive,
DJ Sneak,
Duran Duran,
David Bowie,
Warsaw,
Maleditus Sound,
Susan Cadogan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Masters at Work,
Aaron Thompson,
The Flesh Eaters,
Bobby Womack,
The Names,
Janne Schatter,
Angry Samoans,
Colin Newman,
Roger Hodgson,
Blake Baxter,
The Searchers,
The Blues Magoos,
Fatback Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ludus,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.