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 Marshall Islands and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Tropical Tobacco to the disco kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz. All the underground hits.
All Traffic Nightmare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Young Marble Giants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Severed Heads,
Johnny Osbourne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Bronski Beat,
Deepchord,
Robert Wyatt,
Soulsonic Force,
Kerrie Biddell,
Marvin Gaye,
Agitation Free,
A Certain Ratio,
Quantec,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Rosa Yemen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Quando Quango,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Hot Snakes,
June of 44,
Radio Birdman,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Yellowson,
Oblivians,
Gerry Rafferty,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Minor Threat,
Bauhaus,
Guru Guru,
The Moleskins,
Max Romeo,
Thee Headcoats,
John Cale,
The Raincoats,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Theoretical Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Grey Daturas,
Desert Stars,
Ponytail,
La Düsseldorf,
Jeru the Damaja,
AZ,
Todd Rundgren,
Rekid,
Q and Not U,
T.S.O.L.,
Eddi Front,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Beau Brummels,
Skarface,
Boz Scaggs,
Glenn Branca,
Tommy Roe,
Motorama,
the Soft Cell,
the Normal,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.