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 East Timor and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 oboe 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 Moebius to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Richard Hell and the Voidoids. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Audionom record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
cv313,
Minor Threat,
Niagra,
Junior Murvin,
Drive Like Jehu,
Chris Corsano,
The Walker Brothers,
Wasted Youth,
The Birthday Party,
Shuggie Otis,
The Toasters,
H. Thieme,
The Smoke,
Vladislav Delay,
Thompson Twins,
Dawn Penn,
Livin' Joy,
PIL,
Sparks,
Audionom,
The Slackers,
Q and Not U,
The Modern Lovers,
Gabor Szabo,
The Tremeloes,
the Swans,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Reagan Youth,
The Cramps,
The Moleskins,
Ronan,
Japan,
Big Daddy Kane,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Dual Sessions,
Icehouse,
Smog,
Man Parrish,
Deepchord,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
T. Rex,
Fear,
World's Most,
The Vogues,
Silicon Teens,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Laurel Aitken,
Half Japanese,
The Golliwogs,
Cybotron,
One Last Wish,
Susan Cadogan,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Star Department,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Monks,
Franke,
Toni Rubio,
Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force, Soul Sonic Force.
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.