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 Austria and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the sitar 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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers to the rap 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 The Litter. All the underground hits.
All Pylon tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Techniques record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wire,
Ludus,
Average White Band,
Supertramp,
MDC,
Blossom Toes,
The Zeros,
Silicon Teens,
Jandek,
Cheater Slicks,
Donny Hathaway,
Guru Guru,
Mantronix,
The Five Americans,
Pere Ubu,
Ultravox,
Soul II Soul,
The Tremeloes,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gerry Rafferty,
Saccharine Trust,
Negative Approach,
The Velvet Underground,
Patti Smith,
Mission of Burma,
Half Japanese,
Girls At Our Best!,
Freddie Wadling,
Althea and Donna,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Accadde A,
Lungfish,
World's Most,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Absolute Body Control,
Buzzcocks,
Outsiders,
Joensuu 1685,
Kenny Larkin,
Ronnie Foster,
Alphaville,
Barry Ungar,
FM Einheit,
The Doobie Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
Banda Bassotti,
Quando Quango,
Sight & Sound,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Intrusion,
The Shadows of Knight,
Ituana,
Crooked Eye,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Animal Collective,
Monolake,
The Gap Band,
Thompson Twins,
Interpol,
Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy, Tom Boy.
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.