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 Cuba and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 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 The Chocolate Watch Band to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ultramagnetic MC's. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Slits record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun City Girls,
Rhythm & Sound,
Joe Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
The Gap Band,
Marshall Jefferson,
Soft Cell,
Brass Construction,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cowsills,
The Zeros,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Banda Bassotti,
X-101,
Barclay James Harvest,
Khruangbin,
JFA,
Gerry Rafferty,
Amazonics,
Isaac Hayes,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Glenn Branca,
The Black Dice,
the Human League,
Radiohead,
The Beau Brummels,
Joy Division,
Deakin,
Surgeon,
Colin Newman,
Reagan Youth,
Maurizio,
The Sound,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Tubeway Army,
Archie Shepp,
Iggy Pop,
Dark Day,
The Associates,
Judy Mowatt,
Eve St. Jones,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Slave,
The Moleskins,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Soul II Soul,
The Litter,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Can,
Suicide,
Gichy Dan,
Gang Gang Dance,
Tim Buckley,
Jacob Miller,
Laurel Aitken,
The Offenders,
Derrick May,
Don Cherry,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Last Poets,
Second Layer,
Echospace,
The Evens,
Kaleidoscope,
Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr, Gang Starr.
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.