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 Estonia and from Mexico City.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Jandek to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Fugazi tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every La Düsseldorf record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Gap Band,
June Days,
Mad Mike,
UT,
Zero Boys,
Scratch Acid,
Clear Light,
Iggy Pop,
Erykah Badu,
Flash Fearless,
The Raincoats,
Robert Hood,
The Moleskins,
Agent Orange,
Nas,
The Real Kids,
Wally Richardson,
Basic Channel,
Freddie Wadling,
June of 44,
Minor Threat,
Charles Mingus,
The Toasters,
Piero Umiliani,
The Buckinghams,
The Blues Magoos,
Nick Fraelich,
Anthony Braxton,
Harry Pussy,
Davy DMX,
Dave Gahan,
Rotary Connection,
Niagra,
Hashim,
Ornette Coleman,
Babytalk,
Make Up,
A Certain Ratio,
Severed Heads,
Cal Tjader,
Intrusion,
In Retrospect,
Sound Behaviour,
Big Daddy Kane,
kango's stein massive,
Rufus Thomas,
JFA,
Yazoo,
Zapp,
R.M.O.,
Newcleus,
Ten City,
The Moody Blues,
Bootsy Collins,
Vainqueur,
Mary Jane Girls,
Hoover,
Roger Hodgson,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Marshall Jefferson,
F. McDonald,
The Pop Group,
Throbbing Gristle,
Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms, Goldenarms.
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.