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 Fiji and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 linndrum 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 Unrelated Segments to the techno 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 Wolf Eyes. All the underground hits.
All Bob Dylan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Oblivians 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Janne Schatter,
Bob Dylan,
The Grass Roots,
Eric Copeland,
Roger Hodgson,
Pantaleimon,
Susan Cadogan,
Harpers Bizarre,
Josef K,
Severed Heads,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Flash Fearless,
Wally Richardson,
Moss Icon,
Sex Pistols,
The Seeds,
Todd Rundgren,
Marc Almond,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Monochrome Set,
Kayak,
Charles Mingus,
The Walker Brothers,
Barrington Levy,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Matthew Bourne,
New Order,
Sarah Menescal,
Donny Hathaway,
Scion,
Bad Manners,
Connie Case,
Gabor Szabo,
Bizarre Inc.,
DJ Style,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Robert Hood,
X-Ray Spex,
the Sonics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Pere Ubu,
Whodini,
Quadrant,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Cure,
Letta Mbulu,
The Birthday Party,
Duran Duran,
Pole,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Tears for Fears,
Livin' Joy,
Boz Scaggs,
Eve St. Jones,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
One Last Wish,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Cecil Taylor,
Deadbeat,
Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck, Jesper Dahlbäck.
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.