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 Chile and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 kango's stein massive to the electroclash 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Fifty Foot Hose tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joyce Sims 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aural Exciters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Saccharine Trust,
Amon Düül II,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Don Cherry,
Soulsonic Force,
Buzzcocks,
The Young Rascals,
Leonard Cohen,
Cymande,
The Knickerbockers,
Roxy Music,
Flash Fearless,
Aloha Tigers,
Traffic Nightmare,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ossler,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
New Age Steppers,
Lightning Bolt,
Johnny Clarke,
Black Sheep,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fuzztones,
Spoonie Gee,
Rites of Spring,
The Busters,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Minor Threat,
Sparks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Jeff Mills,
Warsaw,
Janne Schatter,
ABBA,
B.T. Express,
The Birthday Party,
the Fania All-Stars,
Monks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Eddi Front,
Pylon,
Lungfish,
The Litter,
Eric Copeland,
Isaac Hayes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
John Coltrane,
The Fugs,
The Sonics,
Gichy Dan,
Scrapy,
Aaron Thompson,
Glenn Branca,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Kayak,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.