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 Tonga and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 Lou Reed 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 Nils Olav to the rock kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Spandau Ballet. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & John Cale record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Light Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Susan Cadogan,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Siglo XX,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Tommy Roe,
Toni Rubio,
Young Marble Giants,
John Holt,
FM Einheit,
Sonic Youth,
Mars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Gastr Del Sol,
Nation of Ulysses,
Black Sheep,
Ice-T,
Nirvana,
Ronan,
Nico,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Bauhaus,
Silicon Teens,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Rotary Connection,
Davy DMX,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joyce Sims,
Blancmange,
The Moleskins,
Can,
Scott Walker,
Buzzcocks,
Crash Course in Science,
Surgeon,
Saccharine Trust,
John Foxx,
Aaron Thompson,
Motorama,
Negative Approach,
Inner City,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Pharoah Sanders,
Colin Newman,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scrapy,
Royal Trux,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Martian,
These Immortal Souls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Johnny Clarke,
James White and The Blacks,
Fat Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
Yellowson,
The Dirtbombs,
Stereo Dub,
Michelle Simonal,
Yusef Lateef,
Fela Kuti,
Swell Maps,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.