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 Russia and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Josef K to the grunge kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Mummies. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harmonia record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Michelle Simonal,
The Zeros,
Dawn Penn,
Brick,
Bobby Sherman,
Todd Terry,
Flipper,
The Blues Magoos,
Rites of Spring,
Gabor Szabo,
Symarip,
Godley & Creme,
Royal Trux,
Crispy Ambulance,
Wally Richardson,
Marmalade,
The Misunderstood,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Anakelly,
Ken Boothe,
Jacob Miller,
The Gladiators,
The Mojo Men,
Alphaville,
New Age Steppers,
The Buckinghams,
Maurizio,
The Mummies,
Joensuu 1685,
Sonic Youth,
a-ha,
E-Dancer,
Eddi Front,
The J.B.'s,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Slave,
Chris Corsano,
Hot Snakes,
Talk Talk,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Chrome,
X-102,
Flamin' Groovies,
DJ Sneak,
Lalo Schifrin,
K-Klass,
Soft Machine,
The Seeds,
The Slackers,
Fela Kuti,
One Last Wish,
Blossom Toes,
The Knickerbockers,
Colin Newman,
Urselle,
David Bowie,
Grauzone,
The Kinks,
John Cale,
Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow, Kings Of Tomorrow.
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.