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 Russia and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 chamberlin 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 Surgeon to the disco 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 Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five. All the underground hits.
All Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Juan Atkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Davy DMX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
PIL,
Rekid,
Skaos,
Bill Near,
Dead Boys,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Ohio Players,
The Neon Judgement,
the Soft Cell,
Ossler,
Funkadelic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Intrusion,
Byron Stingily,
Howard Jones,
Symarip,
Glenn Branca,
Siglo XX,
Pylon,
Khruangbin,
cv313,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Cameo,
The Gap Band,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Knickerbockers,
Reagan Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Zero Boys,
Gabor Szabo,
T.S.O.L.,
June Days,
Hardrive,
New Order,
DJ Sneak,
Anthony Braxton,
Malaria!,
These Immortal Souls,
Grauzone,
Terry Callier,
Derrick Morgan,
Soft Machine,
In Retrospect,
FM Einheit,
Letta Mbulu,
Joey Negro,
Rakim,
Ralphi Rosario,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Easy Going,
Black Sheep,
The Mummies,
Soulsonic Force,
Niagra,
Monolake,
MC5,
Jeff Lynne,
The Cowsills,
B.T. Express,
Prince Buster,
Brass Construction,
Ken Boothe,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.