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 Grenada and from Columbus.
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 1963 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Halifax.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Pet Shop Boys to the dance kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Fort Wilson Riot tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Ludus,
a-ha,
Black Moon,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Y Pants,
Pere Ubu,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Swell Maps,
Second Layer,
Ornette Coleman,
Nas,
Robert Hood,
Chris & Cosey,
Public Image Ltd.,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Procol Harum,
Visage,
Los Fastidios,
Avey Tare,
Neu!,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sun Ra,
Animal Collective,
The Zeros,
The Moleskins,
Moss Icon,
The Flesh Eaters,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
the Bar-Kays,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Real Kids,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Royal Trux,
The Pop Group,
Janne Schatter,
Gabor Szabo,
Pierre Henry,
Depeche Mode,
Blancmange,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Blake Baxter,
Bad Manners,
The Monks,
The Young Rascals,
Joe Finger,
Connie Case,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Reuben Wilson,
Surgeon,
Ten City,
Jacob Miller,
Matthew Bourne,
The Associates,
10cc,
Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul, Soul II Soul.
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.