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 Greece and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 The Barracudas to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Con Funk Shun. All the underground hits.
All Basic Channel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Iggy Pop record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
Bronski Beat,
The Black Dice,
Scan 7,
Von Mondo,
The Tremeloes,
The Fugs,
U.S. Maple,
Sarah Menescal,
David McCallum,
Lee Hazlewood,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Gil Scott Heron,
Carl Craig,
Index,
Dennis Brown,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Gladiators,
Ohio Players,
Clear Light,
Mo-Dettes,
The Birthday Party,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Gap Band,
Dark Day,
The Divine Comedy,
Quadrant,
Alison Limerick,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Make Up,
Bootsy Collins,
Don Cherry,
The Vogues,
Anthony Braxton,
Grauzone,
Byron Stingily,
Terrestrial Tones,
These Immortal Souls,
T.S.O.L.,
Barbara Tucker,
Mars,
Electric Prunes,
Glenn Branca,
Smog,
Rotary Connection,
Lalann,
Arthur Verocai,
Davy DMX,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Barrington Levy,
The Evens,
Scott Walker,
Theoretical Girls,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Animal Collective,
Iggy Pop,
The Move,
Newcleus,
The Neon Judgement,
the Slits,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic, Selector Dub Narcotic.
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.