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 Syria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Crime to the disco 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 Flipper. All the underground hits.
All the Sonics tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Art Ensemble Of Chicago record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Liaisons Dangereuses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jandek,
Dark Day,
Agitation Free,
The Sound,
Sparks,
Soulsonic Force,
Bad Manners,
Sugar Minott,
Blancmange,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Absolute Body Control,
Iggy Pop,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Dual Sessions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Sex Pistols,
the Fania All-Stars,
Depeche Mode,
The Durutti Column,
The Associates,
Suburban Knight,
Motorama,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Arthur Verocai,
Aaron Thompson,
Josef K,
The Index,
Urselle,
The Mummies,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Star Department,
the Human League,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Brothers Johnson,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Essential Logic,
the Association,
The Fugs,
Lalann,
Barry Ungar,
Mo-Dettes,
Joensuu 1685,
Nils Olav,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dawn Penn,
Barbara Tucker,
Ten City,
Jerry's Kids,
Television,
Lightning Bolt,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Stiv Bators,
Derrick May,
Ohio Players,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Happenings,
Cameo,
Moebius,
Donald Byrd,
Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid, Scratch Acid.
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.