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 Taiwan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez 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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 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 Glenn Branca 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 Gichy Dan. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a In Retrospect record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Groovy Waters,
David Axelrod,
Buzzcocks,
Royal Trux,
Colin Newman,
Gong,
Yusef Lateef,
The Busters,
The Smoke,
Banda Bassotti,
Aswad,
Spandau Ballet,
Brass Construction,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Slits,
Vladislav Delay,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Spoonie Gee,
Kayak,
Amon Düül,
Grandmaster Flash,
Mo-Dettes,
Television Personalities,
Kurtis Blow,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Skarface,
KRS-One,
Shoche,
Maleditus Sound,
Clear Light,
Visage,
The Techniques,
Jeff Mills,
The Gap Band,
Brand Nubian,
Terrestrial Tones,
Aural Exciters,
Pet Shop Boys,
Avey Tare,
Ronnie Foster,
Alice Coltrane,
Camouflage,
The Sisters of Mercy,
James White and The Blacks,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jerry's Kids,
New Age Steppers,
Crash Course in Science,
Kas Product,
One Last Wish,
Cluster,
Patti Smith,
Japan,
Icehouse,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Barclay James Harvest,
Magazine,
The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group, The Pop Group.
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.