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 United States and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Seoul.
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 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 Model 500 to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Q65. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Fire Engines 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?
Kerri Chandler,
Scion,
Yusef Lateef,
Tears for Fears,
The Slackers,
Rapeman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lindisfarne,
Pharoah Sanders,
Los Fastidios,
Gong,
Pantytec,
The Durutti Column,
Sight & Sound,
James White and The Blacks,
Popol Vuh,
Sexual Harrassment,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
June Days,
Metal Thangz,
Nirvana,
Oblivians,
The Wake,
Gang Green,
Lee Hazlewood,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Letta Mbulu,
Radio Birdman,
Brand Nubian,
Underground Resistance,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Cure,
Newcleus,
the Soft Cell,
Cymande,
The Dirtbombs,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gabor Szabo,
Qualms,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Man Parrish,
Groovy Waters,
Wally Richardson,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Fania All-Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lebanon Hanover,
OOIOO,
Flamin' Groovies,
The J.B.'s,
Gichy Dan,
Make Up,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Black Sheep,
Darondo,
Bobby Byrd,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Mojo Men,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins, Hasil Adkins.
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.