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 Brazil and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the techno 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 The Gap Band. All the underground hits.
All The Modern Lovers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Bar-Kays 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a K-Klass record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Freddie Wadling,
Young Marble Giants,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Man Eating Sloth,
Jandek,
Vainqueur,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Slits,
Sparks,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Hardrive,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Flag,
Matthew Bourne,
Connie Case,
Porter Ricks,
Derrick Morgan,
Marshall Jefferson,
Girls At Our Best!,
Funkadelic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Sight & Sound,
UT,
Ituana,
Althea and Donna,
Donald Byrd,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Peter and Kerry,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Moss Icon,
Blossom Toes,
The Residents,
The Vogues,
The Searchers,
Chris & Cosey,
Icehouse,
Morten Harket,
Tomorrow,
the Slits,
Gang of Four,
John Coltrane,
Bill Wells,
Swell Maps,
Soft Machine,
Reagan Youth,
DNA,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
kango's stein massive,
Kenny Larkin,
Marmalade,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Prince Buster,
Erasure,
Leonard Cohen,
Agent Orange,
the Soft Cell,
Crooked Eye,
Eden Ahbez,
James White and The Blacks,
Fad Gadget,
Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes, Wolf Eyes.
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.