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 India and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Sonic Youth to the rock 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 Yusef Lateef. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Heaven 17,
MC5,
Pet Shop Boys,
Janne Schatter,
Black Sheep,
Von Mondo,
Rosa Yemen,
Aural Exciters,
The Doobie Brothers,
Davy DMX,
Ice-T,
Public Image Ltd.,
Minny Pops,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Cecil Taylor,
Johnny Clarke,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Toni Rubio,
Jeru the Damaja,
Connie Case,
Brothers Johnson,
K-Klass,
Traffic Nightmare,
Aswad,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Pharoah Sanders,
Black Bananas,
Terrestrial Tones,
Bang On A Can,
Flipper,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Kas Product,
Lou Reed,
New Order,
Index,
Arcadia,
Drexciya,
The Cowsills,
Jeff Lynne,
Mandrill,
The Pretty Things,
Scientists,
Graham Central Station,
The Gun Club,
Simply Red,
Warsaw,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Easy Going,
the Germs,
Barbara Tucker,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Soulsonic Force,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Pagans,
Oblivians,
The Slackers,
Howard Jones,
AZ,
The Wake,
Porter Ricks,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.