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 Chad and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 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 The Associates to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Sonic Youth tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kaleidoscope,
Sonic Youth,
Kevin Saunderson,
Fat Boys,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Khruangbin,
Ronan,
Jimmy McGriff,
Angry Samoans,
Bush Tetras,
The Names,
Curtis Mayfield,
Ice-T,
Lucky Dragons,
OOIOO,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Soft Machine,
Dawn Penn,
The Slackers,
Spoonie Gee,
The Young Rascals,
Gong,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Saccharine Trust,
Maurizio,
Zapp,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Stooges,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Rod Modell,
the Swans,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Tim Buckley,
Boz Scaggs,
Joyce Sims,
Sound Behaviour,
Isaac Hayes,
Crispian St. Peters,
David Bowie,
H. Thieme,
Anakelly,
Erasure,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Metal Thangz,
Organ,
the Fania All-Stars,
Make Up,
Heaven 17,
Bobby Sherman,
Sexual Harrassment,
Minny Pops,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Bobby Byrd,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Sam Rivers,
One Last Wish,
kango's stein massive,
Man Eating Sloth,
Oblivians,
The Pop Group,
Technova,
Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish, Man Parrish.
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.