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 Israel and from Paris.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the snare 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 Iggy Pop 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 Hot Snakes. All the underground hits.
All Spandau Ballet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brass Construction,
The Mummies,
Niagra,
The Selecter,
Moby Grape,
Howard Jones,
Desert Stars,
Jandek,
Adolescents,
Rapeman,
Essential Logic,
kango's stein massive,
Scott Walker,
Liliput,
The Dave Clark Five,
Toni Rubio,
The Modern Lovers,
Amazonics,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Smog,
Royal Trux,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Dave Gahan,
Magma,
China Crisis,
Sun City Girls,
The Fugs,
Accadde A,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ultravox,
Stereo Dub,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
DJ Style,
Von Mondo,
Minny Pops,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Leonard Cohen,
Interpol,
Bootsy Collins,
The Real Kids,
Ken Boothe,
Wings,
Rotary Connection,
Organ,
Jeru the Damaja,
Crash Course in Science,
Sun Ra,
Slave,
Harry Pussy,
Basic Channel,
Jesper Dahlback,
X-102,
Erasure,
Ultra Naté,
Half Japanese,
Skarface,
The Smoke,
The Techniques,
Bad Manners,
The Pop Group,
Joey Negro,
Audionom, Audionom, Audionom, Audionom.
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.