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 Montenegro and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 The Beau Brummels to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Fear tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marcia Griffiths 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a PIL record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Adolescents,
The Durutti Column,
Minnie Riperton,
Easy Going,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Move,
The Fortunes,
Panda Bear,
Gang Gang Dance,
Harmonia,
Television,
In Retrospect,
Scientists,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The United States of America,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Erykah Badu,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Icehouse,
Jimmy McGriff,
Jeff Lynne,
Minny Pops,
Cecil Taylor,
Reagan Youth,
Eden Ahbez,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Alarm Clocks,
These Immortal Souls,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Mojo Men,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Don Cherry,
DJ Sneak,
Pantaleimon,
Glambeats Corp.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Victims,
Guru Guru,
Sonic Youth,
Young Marble Giants,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Bauhaus,
The Five Americans,
U.S. Maple,
K-Klass,
Gregory Isaacs,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Association,
Saccharine Trust,
Zero Boys,
Model 500,
10cc,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Roxy Music,
Colin Newman,
New Age Steppers,
Rekid,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Von Mondo,
Public Image Ltd.,
AZ,
Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends, Loose Ends.
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.