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 Korea North and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Johannesburg.
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 rhodes 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 The Remains to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Pierre Henry. All the underground hits.
All The Real Kids tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Byrd 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sam Rivers,
The Saints,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tomorrow,
Unrelated Segments,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Erykah Badu,
The Blackbyrds,
Flash Fearless,
Clear Light,
Los Fastidios,
The Techniques,
Graham Central Station,
The Human League,
The Gladiators,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Electric Prunes,
Sound Behaviour,
The Angels of Light,
The Smiths,
Procol Harum,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Joey Negro,
The Trojans,
Sandy B,
Mr. Review,
Derrick May,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Half Japanese,
Black Bananas,
H. Thieme,
Judy Mowatt,
Thee Headcoats,
Fear,
Con Funk Shun,
Cameo,
Essential Logic,
Reagan Youth,
Bill Near,
The Fire Engines,
Gil Scott Heron,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
cv313,
Altered Images,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The Leaves,
Jesper Dahlback,
Patti Smith,
the Bar-Kays,
10cc,
Curtis Mayfield,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Theoretical Girls,
Brick,
Gerry Rafferty,
Byron Stingily,
Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead, Radiohead.
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.