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 Indonesia and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 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 Hardrive to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Faust. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lonnie Liston Smith record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
U.S. Maple,
Main Source,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Jandek,
Radiohead,
Rod Modell,
Althea and Donna,
Aural Exciters,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Warren Ellis,
Glenn Branca,
Erykah Badu,
Joey Negro,
Nico,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Mighty Diamonds,
B.T. Express,
Flash Fearless,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Human League,
Eve St. Jones,
Kayak,
The Detroit Cobras,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Gladiators,
Visage,
Hot Snakes,
Das Ding,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Soul II Soul,
Bobby Womack,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jawbox,
Pulsallama,
Babytalk,
Urselle,
Joensuu 1685,
Michelle Simonal,
Faraquet,
Gabor Szabo,
Boz Scaggs,
OOIOO,
Infiniti,
The J.B.'s,
Bauhaus,
Derrick May,
Stereo Dub,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Zeros,
Crime,
Peter & Gordon,
Connie Case,
Yaz,
Rufus Thomas,
Lou Christie,
Ken Boothe,
Max Romeo,
Thompson Twins,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx, Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx.
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.