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 Burkina and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe 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 Monks to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Dennis Brown. All the underground hits.
All EPMD tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
June of 44,
The Knickerbockers,
Black Flag,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Bizarre Inc.,
Connie Case,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Porter Ricks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeff Lynne,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Maurizio,
New Age Steppers,
The Monochrome Set,
Todd Terry,
June Days,
Ultimate Spinach,
Nik Kershaw,
KRS-One,
Mo-Dettes,
Theoretical Girls,
Negative Approach,
Big Daddy Kane,
Absolute Body Control,
The Gap Band,
Lindisfarne,
Hoover,
Popol Vuh,
Nils Olav,
The Golliwogs,
Fear,
Faraquet,
Nico,
Bad Manners,
Todd Rundgren,
Tres Demented,
Peter & Gordon,
David McCallum,
Cymande,
The Leaves,
Crime,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Rhythm & Sound,
Silicon Teens,
Mars,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Durutti Column,
Colin Newman,
Sun City Girls,
Reuben Wilson,
Half Japanese,
Bush Tetras,
Hashim,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Television Personalities,
Jerry's Kids,
The Barracudas,
Simply Red,
UT,
The Remains,
Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai, Arthur Verocai.
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.