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 Cuba and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 organ 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 Man Eating Sloth to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Sonic Youth. All the underground hits.
All Scan 7 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Blake Baxter record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Television Personalities,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Absolute Body Control,
Goldenarms,
Ohio Players,
Popol Vuh,
Skaos,
The Raincoats,
China Crisis,
John Lydon,
These Immortal Souls,
Tomorrow,
Yazoo,
Liliput,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Guru Guru,
The Neon Judgement,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Pierre Henry,
Wire,
Whodini,
Bad Manners,
The Techniques,
Mad Mike,
David McCallum,
The Martian,
B.T. Express,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Move,
Joe Finger,
Girls At Our Best!,
Robert Hood,
Cheater Slicks,
Amazonics,
The Modern Lovers,
Godley & Creme,
Barclay James Harvest,
Freddie Wadling,
The Names,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Warsaw,
AZ,
Ronan,
UT,
Make Up,
The Buckinghams,
Blossom Toes,
OOIOO,
Adolescents,
The Gun Club,
Crooked Eye,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Fortunes,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mission of Burma,
Royal Trux,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.