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 Panama and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 oboe 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 Jandek to the rap 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 The Black Dice. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Invisible record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Accadde A,
Bill Near,
Bluetip,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Black Bananas,
Stereo Dub,
Moss Icon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Seeds,
Wolf Eyes,
Peter and Kerry,
Tomorrow,
Yusef Lateef,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Saints,
The Slackers,
Gastr Del Sol,
Cal Tjader,
The Trojans,
The Count Five,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Barrington Levy,
The Remains,
Sparks,
The United States of America,
Ten City,
Mantronix,
Shoche,
Al Stewart,
Monolake,
Sam Rivers,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Last Poets,
Skarface,
Lucky Dragons,
John Coltrane,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Khruangbin,
Can,
Swell Maps,
Model 500,
Bush Tetras,
Joe Finger,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Zero Boys,
Nation of Ulysses,
Moebius,
Big Daddy Kane,
Metal Thangz,
A Flock of Seagulls,
New York Dolls,
Smog,
The Sound,
Marine Girls,
Ituana,
Kerri Chandler,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Pretty Things,
Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48, Lower 48.
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.