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 Germany and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Milan.
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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Radiopuhelimet to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Franke. All the underground hits.
All Red Lorry Yellow Lorry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nils Olav 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sarah Menescal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Scan 7,
The Cramps,
Sonny Sharrock,
Loose Ends,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Aloha Tigers,
The Sonics,
R.M.O.,
Lalann,
Bang On A Can,
The Pop Group,
The Pretty Things,
Goldenarms,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Neil Young,
Erasure,
Bronski Beat,
The Angels of Light,
Ponytail,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pharoah Sanders,
Shuggie Otis,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gabor Szabo,
These Immortal Souls,
The Happenings,
Little Man,
The Gap Band,
Yusef Lateef,
Accadde A,
Iggy Pop,
Guru Guru,
Tim Buckley,
DJ Sneak,
Nik Kershaw,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
B.T. Express,
Talk Talk,
the Fania All-Stars,
ABC,
The Saints,
Scrapy,
The Music Machine,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Blues Magoos,
Brick,
Whodini,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Last Poets,
The Trojans,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Minutemen,
Chrome,
X-101,
The Dirtbombs,
Kas Product,
Bush Tetras,
Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound, Rhythm & Sound.
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.