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 Bolivia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 oboe 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 Swans to the grime 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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Spoonie Gee record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 harpsichord and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Danielle Patucci record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joey Negro,
New York Dolls,
The Birthday Party,
Big Daddy Kane,
Ultravox,
David McCallum,
The Gladiators,
Soulsonic Force,
Massinfluence,
10cc,
Kerrie Biddell,
Reuben Wilson,
Wings,
Yazoo,
The Count Five,
Main Source,
Marshall Jefferson,
Judy Mowatt,
Terrestrial Tones,
Excepter,
Blancmange,
The Busters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Tremeloes,
Sparks,
Bobby Sherman,
Siglo XX,
the Association,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Skaos,
June of 44,
Danielle Patucci,
Nirvana,
Black Bananas,
Bob Dylan,
Howard Jones,
Colin Newman,
Radiohead,
Godley & Creme,
Lalann,
H. Thieme,
The Cowsills,
Aloha Tigers,
the Soft Cell,
Pulsallama,
Pagans,
Robert Wyatt,
CMW,
Rites of Spring,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sun Ra,
Procol Harum,
Newcleus,
The New Christs,
Second Layer,
Loose Ends,
The Cramps,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Underground Resistance,
Jacob Miller,
Cheater Slicks,
Q and Not U,
The Wake,
The Associates,
Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case, Connie Case.
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.