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 Philippines and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 linndrum 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 Stooges to the grunge 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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Echospace tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minor Threat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Modern Lovers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cecil Taylor,
The Cure,
The Tremeloes,
Piero Umiliani,
AZ,
The Searchers,
Buzzcocks,
Icehouse,
Bob Dylan,
Moss Icon,
Alton Ellis,
the Fania All-Stars,
Thee Headcoats,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Neu!,
The Busters,
Wire,
Quando Quango,
Negative Approach,
Babytalk,
Kenny Larkin,
The Durutti Column,
The Gap Band,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
John Lydon,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Blackbyrds,
Groovy Waters,
Mandrill,
The Index,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Blossom Toes,
Sandy B,
Model 500,
The Stooges,
Can,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Gichy Dan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Sparks,
Leonard Cohen,
Arab on Radar,
Throbbing Gristle,
Bootsy Collins,
The Five Americans,
A Certain Ratio,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sugar Minott,
Ultravox,
Pet Shop Boys,
Ponytail,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Quadrant,
Radiopuhelimet,
Minnie Riperton,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rod Modell,
Cymande,
MC5,
Blake Baxter,
Grey Daturas,
Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band, Average White Band.
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.