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 Cyprus and from Manchester.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 clarinet 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 Fugazi to the punk 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 Martian. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stockholm Monsters 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Saccharine Trust record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
The Remains,
Gang Gang Dance,
Skarface,
Isaac Hayes,
Maleditus Sound,
New York Dolls,
Dual Sessions,
The Durutti Column,
R.M.O.,
K-Klass,
Judy Mowatt,
June of 44,
Joey Negro,
Depeche Mode,
Erykah Badu,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gang of Four,
Leonard Cohen,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Janne Schatter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Sun Ra,
Jandek,
Slick Rick,
The Pop Group,
Kenny Larkin,
The Dirtbombs,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pantytec,
Deepchord,
The Busters,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Organ,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Red Krayola,
Sound Behaviour,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The American Breed,
Arab on Radar,
the Slits,
U.S. Maple,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Soul Sonic Force,
Minor Threat,
Mars,
Altered Images,
Second Layer,
The Misunderstood,
Bobby Sherman,
Joy Division,
Severed Heads,
Ten City,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Funkadelic,
Nick Fraelich,
Harpers Bizarre,
X-101, X-101, X-101, X-101.
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.