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 Sri Lanka and from Lagos.
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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the chamberlin 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 Joy Division to the rap 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All Boredoms tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donald Byrd 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nils Olav record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Cal Tjader,
Negative Approach,
The Moleskins,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Moody Blues,
Mo-Dettes,
The Birthday Party,
The Gories,
Visage,
Warsaw,
Yaz,
Davy DMX,
World's Most,
Pantytec,
Joy Division,
Lucky Dragons,
Danielle Patucci,
Sound Behaviour,
The Offenders,
Ronnie Foster,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lungfish,
Harpers Bizarre,
Glenn Branca,
Ornette Coleman,
Zero Boys,
Henry Cow,
Traffic Nightmare,
Pole,
The Cure,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Erasure,
The Sound,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
The Motions,
Aural Exciters,
The Fuzztones,
Fad Gadget,
Adolescents,
Sun Ra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Scrapy,
Livin' Joy,
Derrick May,
Radiohead,
Suicide,
Hoover,
Darondo,
John Holt,
Gang Green,
Byron Stingily,
Ten City,
Matthew Bourne,
X-101,
The Zeros,
Steve Hackett,
The Raincoats,
Ultra Naté,
Cymande,
Gastr Del Sol,
New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers, New Age Steppers.
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.