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 Korea North and from Portland.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 harpsichord 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 Eden Ahbez to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Siouxsie and the Banshees. All the underground hits.
All Tim Buckley tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scan 7 record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 mellotron and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Warren Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minny Pops,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
the Germs,
Pantaleimon,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Five Americans,
Ohio Players,
The Selecter,
Amon Düül II,
Tropical Tobacco,
Country Teasers,
Marvin Gaye,
Basic Channel,
Donald Byrd,
Hardrive,
Negative Approach,
Fad Gadget,
Moebius,
Procol Harum,
The Blues Magoos,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
FM Einheit,
Warren Ellis,
Radio Birdman,
Qualms,
Matthew Halsall,
Colin Newman,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Nico,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Unrelated Segments,
Urselle,
Dennis Brown,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Zeros,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Delta 5,
The Dead C,
Swans,
Minutemen,
Accadde A,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Silicon Teens,
Ronan,
Angry Samoans,
Au Pairs,
ABC,
Lalo Schifrin,
Derrick May,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Boz Scaggs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Intrusion,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Isaac Hayes,
Agent Orange,
Magazine,
Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt, Judy Mowatt.
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.