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 United Kingdom and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Godley & Creme to the dance kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All Deadbeat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rhythm & Sound record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ice-T,
Robert Hood,
Funky Four + One,
Icehouse,
Skaos,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Sound Behaviour,
10cc,
The Busters,
Bobby Byrd,
Marine Girls,
Pylon,
Arcadia,
Fear,
Malaria!,
the Normal,
The Saints,
Gang Green,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Seeds,
Darondo,
Chris Corsano,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Slits,
the Human League,
Ultravox,
Radio Birdman,
Morten Harket,
Rhythm & Sound,
Eurythmics,
Crime,
Unwound,
Scan 7,
The Slits,
Au Pairs,
Qualms,
L. Decosne,
Interpol,
Newcleus,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eli Mardock,
Silicon Teens,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
La Düsseldorf,
Soul II Soul,
Ken Boothe,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Tomorrow,
Bizarre Inc.,
Supertramp,
The Motions,
Essential Logic,
Shuggie Otis,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jandek,
Lou Christie,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Man Parrish,
The Real Kids,
Ossler,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.