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 Costa Rica and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 FM Einheit to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Crispy Ambulance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lightning Bolt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Lyres,
Fatback Band,
Dorothy Ashby,
Funkadelic,
Anthony Braxton,
Stereo Dub,
Wire,
The Cramps,
Jandek,
Soul Sonic Force,
New York Dolls,
Absolute Body Control,
Sonic Youth,
Lakeside,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cal Tjader,
Jacques Brel,
Alphaville,
Whodini,
Todd Terry,
The Trojans,
Joy Division,
Youth Brigade,
Main Source,
Pylon,
Dawn Penn,
Gerry Rafferty,
Kayak,
The Victims,
Boogie Down Productions,
Tomorrow,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Gang Starr,
Electric Prunes,
Joe Finger,
John Coltrane,
Joensuu 1685,
Tommy Roe,
Thompson Twins,
Suicide,
Oneida,
Eve St. Jones,
Dual Sessions,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Goldenarms,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jawbox,
Eurythmics,
The Walker Brothers,
the Soft Cell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Iggy Pop,
Dennis Brown,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Matthew Bourne,
Silicon Teens,
The Standells,
The Move,
Camberwell Now,
Bauhaus,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.