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 Germany and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Kevin Saunderson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All Amon Düül II tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Throbbing Gristle record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Harpers Bizarre,
Yaz,
Joe Finger,
Jerry's Kids,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Marc Almond,
Eric Copeland,
Scrapy,
Derrick Morgan,
a-ha,
Malaria!,
Fort Wilson Riot,
MDC,
Ponytail,
The Pretty Things,
The Index,
The Kinks,
Todd Terry,
New Order,
the Swans,
Maleditus Sound,
Drexciya,
Cecil Taylor,
Dennis Brown,
The Grass Roots,
Throbbing Gristle,
Black Moon,
Blancmange,
Ralphi Rosario,
The New Christs,
Sex Pistols,
Smog,
Terry Callier,
The Raincoats,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Second Layer,
The Leaves,
The Offenders,
Toni Rubio,
Nico,
Lower 48,
Joey Negro,
Eddi Front,
F. McDonald,
The Barracudas,
Wire,
The Searchers,
Funky Four + One,
The Birthday Party,
Gang Green,
Sun Ra,
Big Daddy Kane,
Intrusion,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
John Cale,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Avey Tare,
The Cure,
Scratch Acid,
These Immortal Souls,
Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed, Lou Reed.
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.