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 Swaziland and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 guitar 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 Heavy D & The Boyz to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Accadde A. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cabaret Voltaire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Cure,
The Evens,
Lower 48,
Tom Boy,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Barracudas,
The Knickerbockers,
Essential Logic,
Flipper,
The Blackbyrds,
Pierre Henry,
The Zeros,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lakeside,
Unrelated Segments,
Peter & Gordon,
The Sonics,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Davy DMX,
Au Pairs,
Fatback Band,
Y Pants,
Brick,
Liliput,
Gerry Rafferty,
Hardrive,
Jeru the Damaja,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Moleskins,
Eli Mardock,
Stockholm Monsters,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nico,
Drive Like Jehu,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Maurizio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Stetsasonic,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Jawbox,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Saints,
FM Einheit,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Skatalites,
Funky Four + One,
Bobby Byrd,
X-Ray Spex,
Amazonics,
Television Personalities,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Fugs,
Gregory Isaacs,
New York Dolls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Babytalk,
Pylon,
Al Stewart,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.