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 Pakistan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Technova to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 KRS-One. All the underground hits.
All Surgeon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rites of Spring record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Association record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Althea and Donna,
The Birthday Party,
Deepchord,
Country Teasers,
The Residents,
Can,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
AZ,
The Offenders,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Buzzcocks,
Scrapy,
Dennis Brown,
Reagan Youth,
The Velvet Underground,
cv313,
Funky Four + One,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Nico,
Barbara Tucker,
Faraquet,
David McCallum,
The Mojo Men,
Hashim,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Buckinghams,
Fad Gadget,
Anthony Braxton,
Mark Hollis,
The Move,
Moby Grape,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Au Pairs,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Janne Schatter,
Yusef Lateef,
Wings,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gang Green,
Eddi Front,
The Remains,
The Blues Magoos,
The Selecter,
Junior Murvin,
Hardrive,
Marvin Gaye,
The Slackers,
Michelle Simonal,
The Count Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Cramps,
Siglo XX,
John Foxx,
Tim Buckley,
The Invisible,
Scott Walker,
This Heat,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sex Pistols,
Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn, Dawn Penn.
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.