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 Samoa and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 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 Durutti Column to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Human League. All the underground hits.
All Delon & Dalcan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boredoms record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mummies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
JFA,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Goldenarms,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bill Wells,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Bobby Womack,
Dennis Brown,
Soft Machine,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Quantec,
Marvin Gaye,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Tim Buckley,
The Dead C,
Spandau Ballet,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gong,
Robert Görl,
The Names,
Hardrive,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Slave,
Jeru the Damaja,
Radio Birdman,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Echospace,
The Kinks,
The Knickerbockers,
Cal Tjader,
Lyres,
Yusef Lateef,
Dave Gahan,
The Sound,
Marmalade,
Metal Thangz,
Circle Jerks,
Anthony Braxton,
L. Decosne,
Clear Light,
Zero Boys,
Popol Vuh,
Average White Band,
Heaven 17,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Unwound,
Erykah Badu,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rapeman,
Country Joe & The Fish,
cv313,
Eddi Front,
Nirvana,
Reuben Wilson,
Cecil Taylor,
Nico,
Ultra Naté,
Das Ding,
Symarip,
The American Breed,
The Misunderstood,
Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force, Soulsonic Force.
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.