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 Tuvalu and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Nick Fraelich to the disco kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Black Moon. All the underground hits.
All Flipper tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Young Rascals record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk 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 güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gerry Rafferty record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Babytalk,
Joensuu 1685,
Roxy Music,
June of 44,
Loose Ends,
Underground Resistance,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
the Association,
Andrew Hill,
The Skatalites,
Faust,
Drexciya,
Radiopuhelimet,
FM Einheit,
Lungfish,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Whodini,
The Detroit Cobras,
Traffic Nightmare,
Harmonia,
Anakelly,
The Slits,
Erykah Badu,
Amazonics,
The Doors,
Bobby Byrd,
The Selecter,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Camberwell Now,
Spoonie Gee,
Scion,
Leonard Cohen,
a-ha,
Slick Rick,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Birthday Party,
Minor Threat,
Brothers Johnson,
The Moleskins,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Basic Channel,
H. Thieme,
Swell Maps,
Terrestrial Tones,
John Lydon,
Eric Dolphy,
Warren Ellis,
PIL,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Visage,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Lucky Dragons,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Thee Headcoats,
Q and Not U,
Masters at Work,
Lalo Schifrin,
The Cramps,
Jeff Mills,
Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker, Scott Walker.
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.