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 Niger and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 Lille and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 guitar 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 Hasil Adkins to the rock 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 Drive Like Jehu. All the underground hits.
All Hardrive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed & Metallica record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Procol Harum,
X-101,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Ronan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Funky Four + One,
Neu!,
Barrington Levy,
The Saints,
Jeru the Damaja,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sonic Youth,
Dorothy Ashby,
Second Layer,
Loose Ends,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Spandau Ballet,
Ludus,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Slits,
Gichy Dan,
Letta Mbulu,
The J.B.'s,
Stereo Dub,
The Sound,
Ossler,
Minutemen,
The Walker Brothers,
Schoolly D,
Joe Smooth,
Fat Boys,
Zero Boys,
Jacques Brel,
Bizarre Inc.,
Harmonia,
Junior Murvin,
Colin Newman,
Cymande,
The Five Americans,
Swell Maps,
The Associates,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Sun City Girls,
kango's stein massive,
Nick Fraelich,
Easy Going,
Faust,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Red Krayola,
the Slits,
Kaleidoscope,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Terrestrial Tones,
Eli Mardock,
Moebius,
June Days,
New Order,
Moss Icon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Todd Terry,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.