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 Ethiopia and from Accra.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 Amon Düül II to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Monochrome Set. All the underground hits.
All Dawn Penn tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lou Reed record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Goldenarms record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Glambeats Corp.,
The Alarm Clocks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Divine Comedy,
Kevin Saunderson,
Neil Young,
The Detroit Cobras,
Maleditus Sound,
Talk Talk,
Brothers Johnson,
Warren Ellis,
Loose Ends,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Remains,
Qualms,
A Certain Ratio,
Half Japanese,
Minor Threat,
DJ Sneak,
Ituana,
The Fortunes,
Scientists,
The Busters,
Wolf Eyes,
The Residents,
Moebius,
Darondo,
Rosa Yemen,
Easy Going,
Erasure,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Banda Bassotti,
Sandy B,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Josef K,
Fugazi,
Cabaret Voltaire,
The Index,
The Golliwogs,
Deakin,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Tropical Tobacco,
Agitation Free,
DJ Style,
Sound Behaviour,
Icehouse,
Suicide,
June of 44,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Barracudas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Symarip,
Marine Girls,
DNA,
The Kinks,
Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff, Jimmy McGriff.
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.