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 Sudan and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Sun Ra to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bill Wells. All the underground hits.
All X-102 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skarface 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ice-T record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alphaville,
Mantronix,
Joey Negro,
The Smiths,
Pierre Henry,
Joyce Sims,
Zero Boys,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Massinfluence,
Accadde A,
Second Layer,
Jandek,
The Pop Group,
OOIOO,
Big Daddy Kane,
Warsaw,
Chris Corsano,
Michelle Simonal,
The Black Dice,
The Sound,
The Doors,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Animal Collective,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jacques Brel,
Todd Terry,
Talk Talk,
Ludus,
Tommy Roe,
Glambeats Corp.,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Arthur Verocai,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
JFA,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Boogie Down Productions,
Swans,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Toasters,
Andrew Hill,
Rakim,
Panda Bear,
Donny Hathaway,
Infiniti,
China Crisis,
The Stooges,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Kaleidoscope,
Essential Logic,
Easy Going,
The Blackbyrds,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Technova,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Motions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Moody Blues,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Howard Jones,
Niagra,
the Association,
Pussy Galore,
Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet, Spandau Ballet.
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.