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 Solomon Islands and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 theremin 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 Barbara Tucker to the electroclash 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Suicide record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Connie Case,
Japan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Robert Görl,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Names,
The Zeros,
The Doors,
Janne Schatter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dual Sessions,
H. Thieme,
Bootsy Collins,
The Evens,
Drexciya,
Dawn Penn,
the Sonics,
Liliput,
Joey Negro,
Underground Resistance,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Five Americans,
Eve St. Jones,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Michelle Simonal,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Gories,
Joe Finger,
Animal Collective,
Blake Baxter,
Lower 48,
Jerry's Kids,
Kaleidoscope,
Jeff Mills,
Kool Moe Dee,
Anthony Braxton,
Pussy Galore,
Ice-T,
Public Image Ltd.,
Public Enemy,
Alice Coltrane,
Porter Ricks,
Scan 7,
Y Pants,
Kurtis Blow,
Kas Product,
The Count Five,
Gang Gang Dance,
Von Mondo,
Cecil Taylor,
Cheater Slicks,
The Young Rascals,
the Slits,
The Gladiators,
Soft Cell,
Guru Guru,
Eli Mardock,
Wally Richardson,
Althea and Donna,
Throbbing Gristle,
Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic, Essential Logic.
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.