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 Monaco and from Johannesburg.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 synthesizer 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 ABC to the techno 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 Malaria!. All the underground hits.
All Groovy Waters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare 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?
Ultra Naté,
Bill Wells,
The Offenders,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Gichy Dan,
Colin Newman,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
ABBA,
Stereo Dub,
Massinfluence,
Stetsasonic,
Jawbox,
Rakim,
Barry Ungar,
Erasure,
AZ,
Alison Limerick,
Lightning Bolt,
Glambeats Corp.,
James Chance & The Contortions,
48th St. Collective,
Jesper Dahlback,
Dave Gahan,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Symarip,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ten City,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Livin' Joy,
Frankie Knuckles,
Groovy Waters,
Ice-T,
Nation of Ulysses,
Warsaw,
The Busters,
Todd Rundgren,
the Bar-Kays,
Surgeon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Country Teasers,
The Smoke,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Quadrant,
Jacques Brel,
the Association,
Stiv Bators,
OOIOO,
Lee Hazlewood,
Fad Gadget,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Monks,
Chris & Cosey,
Malaria!,
Marmalade,
Robert Görl,
The Tremeloes,
The Seeds,
Y Pants,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Neil Young & Crazy Horse.
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.