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 Bahrain and from Milan.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gun Club to the rock kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Intrusion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Franke record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Donny Hathaway record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Blossom Toes,
Radiohead,
The Monks,
Subhumans,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Slits,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Trojans,
The Real Kids,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Albert Ayler,
Heaven 17,
Erasure,
Chrome,
The Gladiators,
The Standells,
Nirvana,
Popol Vuh,
Sixth Finger,
DJ Style,
Hardrive,
Fear,
New Order,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Panda Bear,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Dead Boys,
Iggy Pop,
Television,
The Smiths,
Procol Harum,
Babytalk,
Tom Boy,
Schoolly D,
Tim Buckley,
cv313,
Niagra,
U.S. Maple,
Sonic Youth,
Mad Mike,
Kaleidoscope,
Deakin,
The Birthday Party,
Massinfluence,
Roxy Music,
Minny Pops,
Connie Case,
The Sonics,
This Heat,
Amazonics,
Eve St. Jones,
Aural Exciters,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Slackers,
The Gun Club,
John Lydon,
Deepchord,
Gichy Dan,
Neil Young,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Bar-Kays,
Cal Tjader,
Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich, Nick Fraelich.
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.