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 Netherlands and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1961 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Pole to the rock 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Buckinghams record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scan 7 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Sonic Youth,
The Sonics,
The Index,
Warren Ellis,
Josef K,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Flamin' Groovies,
Terry Callier,
CMW,
Half Japanese,
kango's stein massive,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
June Days,
The Fugs,
Tres Demented,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Gabor Szabo,
Idris Muhammad,
Ludus,
The Electric Prunes,
Rakim,
Eric B and Rakim,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Jeff Mills,
The American Breed,
Scientists,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mission of Burma,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Velvet Underground,
Lyres,
Michelle Simonal,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Martian,
Basic Channel,
Gichy Dan,
The Gladiators,
Young Marble Giants,
Country Teasers,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Byron Stingily,
Chris Corsano,
Gong,
Blossom Toes,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barclay James Harvest,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Be Bop Deluxe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Piero Umiliani,
Blancmange,
Tubeway Army,
Altered Images,
David McCallum,
Radio Birdman,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bluetip,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Alison Limerick,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.