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 Dominica and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Woodstock.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Ultramagnetic MC's tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every CMW record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Remains record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vladislav Delay,
Nirvana,
Davy DMX,
Suicide,
Patti Smith,
Tears for Fears,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sparks,
FM Einheit,
Lucky Dragons,
The Neon Judgement,
Ralphi Rosario,
Godley & Creme,
Gichy Dan,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Victims,
Hardrive,
Mr. Review,
Eric Copeland,
Hoover,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Remains,
The Martian,
kango's stein massive,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kenny Larkin,
R.M.O.,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dark Day,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Piero Umiliani,
Neu!,
Marcia Griffiths,
Alphaville,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Interpol,
Ultravox,
the Normal,
Marvin Gaye,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Birthday Party,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Man Parrish,
Althea and Donna,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalo Schifrin,
a-ha,
Bush Tetras,
The Monks,
Pulsallama,
The Names,
Eddi Front,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bobby Byrd,
the Swans,
Visage,
Nik Kershaw,
H. Thieme,
Eve St. Jones,
Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick, Alison Limerick.
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.