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 Georgia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 sitar 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the electroclash 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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Suicide tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
Hashim,
The Motions,
Pulsallama,
Deadbeat,
UT,
Interpol,
The Fall,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Vladislav Delay,
L. Decosne,
The Invisible,
David Bowie,
Moby Grape,
Accadde A,
The Associates,
Soft Machine,
John Foxx,
The Fortunes,
Black Pus,
Quadrant,
Minny Pops,
Morten Harket,
Excepter,
Country Joe & The Fish,
10cc,
Charles Mingus,
The Red Krayola,
Kerri Chandler,
Sandy B,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Fela Kuti,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Ossler,
John Lydon,
This Heat,
Roxette,
Radio Birdman,
Duran Duran,
Brick,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pere Ubu,
K-Klass,
X-102,
X-101,
Jerry's Kids,
Infiniti,
Talk Talk,
Pantaleimon,
Soulsonic Force,
Michelle Simonal,
Johnny Osbourne,
Marmalade,
The Detroit Cobras,
Electric Light Orchestra,
James White and The Blacks,
Youth Brigade,
Ponytail,
Susan Cadogan,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.