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 Cameroon and from Houston.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Ken Boothe to the funk 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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All Ohio Players tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every cv313 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sunsets and Hearts record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
The Black Dice,
Tubeway Army,
L. Decosne,
Hardrive,
The Saints,
Smog,
Peter & Gordon,
Symarip,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Fire Engines,
Gabor Szabo,
Soft Cell,
Skarface,
Cluster,
Scratch Acid,
The Dirtbombs,
Mandrill,
Whodini,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ronan,
Suburban Knight,
Au Pairs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
ABBA,
Groovy Waters,
T. Rex,
Yellowson,
Parry Music,
The Golliwogs,
Gang Starr,
PIL,
Bad Manners,
Icehouse,
The Human League,
Grauzone,
Nas,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Fortunes,
Excepter,
David Bowie,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lindisfarne,
Lakeside,
New York Dolls,
Easy Going,
Aaron Thompson,
Saccharine Trust,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Steve Hackett,
James White and The Blacks,
Althea and Donna,
Motorama,
Gang Gang Dance,
Index,
The Happenings,
Skaos,
Wire,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lyres,
Brothers Johnson,
Soul Sonic Force,
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.