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 Luxembourg and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1962.
I was there at the first Guess Who show in Winnipeg.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Warsaw to the techno kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Mills,
Colin Newman,
Glenn Branca,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dual Sessions,
The Techniques,
Anthony Braxton,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Magma,
Hasil Adkins,
Throbbing Gristle,
Jimmy McGriff,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mo-Dettes,
T.S.O.L.,
Accadde A,
Scan 7,
DNA,
The J.B.'s,
The Moleskins,
Suicide,
Skaos,
Organ,
Smog,
Tropical Tobacco,
Jandek,
Infiniti,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Monks,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Joey Negro,
The Doors,
Flash Fearless,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Marine Girls,
Siglo XX,
Electric Prunes,
Rod Modell,
Ken Boothe,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Motorama,
Camouflage,
Jacob Miller,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Khruangbin,
Echospace,
Aswad,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Sparks,
The Slits,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
the Sonics,
Reagan Youth,
Bizarre Inc.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Idris Muhammad,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Depeche Mode,
The Pretty Things,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.