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 Jakarta.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and Columbus.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 rock kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Y Pants record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pierre Henry,
The Stooges,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
John Lydon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Maurizio,
Fluxion,
Slick Rick,
World's Most,
Eddi Front,
Mantronix,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
the Swans,
Warsaw,
The Shadows of Knight,
Man Eating Sloth,
Nick Fraelich,
Minny Pops,
Cluster,
Isaac Hayes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Scan 7,
Television Personalities,
Stetsasonic,
The Busters,
Aloha Tigers,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Colin Newman,
X-Ray Spex,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Grey Daturas,
The Litter,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Rekid,
Eve St. Jones,
Sam Rivers,
Minor Threat,
Moebius,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Scrapy,
The Dead C,
Jacques Brel,
LL Cool J,
The Blues Magoos,
Ralphi Rosario,
Absolute Body Control,
Brothers Johnson,
Essential Logic,
Blossom Toes,
Pantaleimon,
The J.B.'s,
Fad Gadget,
Neu!,
Ponytail,
Bobby Womack,
The Young Rascals,
Mars,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.