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 Syria and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Technova to the electroclash 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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Gang Gang Dance tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q65 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sister Nancy,
Pulsallama,
Sun City Girls,
June Days,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
John Coltrane,
Second Layer,
Harmonia,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Lower 48,
Erykah Badu,
Faust,
Technova,
48th St. Collective,
Aural Exciters,
Basic Channel,
D'Angelo,
The Pop Group,
Loose Ends,
Lalo Schifrin,
Joey Negro,
Moebius,
the Association,
Reagan Youth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Zapp,
Wire,
Hoover,
Alton Ellis,
Pagans,
Lyres,
Sight & Sound,
Severed Heads,
Marmalade,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neil Young,
Matthew Halsall,
The Martian,
The Toasters,
The Vogues,
This Heat,
Rotary Connection,
Livin' Joy,
Pylon,
Youth Brigade,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Qualms,
OOIOO,
H. Thieme,
Ludus,
Ronan,
L. Decosne,
Intrusion,
Aaron Thompson,
The Shadows of Knight,
Terrestrial Tones,
Scrapy,
Ten City,
The Stooges,
Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses, Liaisons Dangereuses.
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.