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 Antigua and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Cameo to the grunge 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Terry Callier tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Basic Channel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Skaos,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Japan,
Unwound,
Max Romeo,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Sonics,
The Grass Roots,
Donny Hathaway,
The Detroit Cobras,
Jawbox,
Alphaville,
Lakeside,
Accadde A,
Juan Atkins,
Archie Shepp,
The Modern Lovers,
U.S. Maple,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Anthony Braxton,
Mandrill,
Cluster,
Patti Smith,
Roxy Music,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Vainqueur,
Sister Nancy,
Derrick Morgan,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Beau Brummels,
Skriet,
Audionom,
Pantytec,
Index,
The Young Rascals,
Monolake,
Gang of Four,
Funky Four + One,
Camberwell Now,
Mission of Burma,
Bobby Byrd,
Au Pairs,
Darondo,
Charles Mingus,
Lee Hazlewood,
John Lydon,
Sunsets and Hearts,
FM Einheit,
The Toasters,
Inner City,
Bauhaus,
Jimmy McGriff,
Television Personalities,
Sun City Girls,
OOIOO,
Yazoo,
John Foxx,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Magazine,
Wings,
The Flesh Eaters,
Symarip,
Byron Stingily,
Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster, Prince Buster.
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.