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 St Lucia and from Houston.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 harpsichord 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 48th St. Collective to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fifty Foot Hose record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
E-Dancer,
Joe Finger,
Nils Olav,
Zapp,
Josef K,
Cheater Slicks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Slackers,
Janne Schatter,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
ABBA,
New Age Steppers,
Lalann,
Arthur Verocai,
Max Romeo,
Icehouse,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Associates,
The Fall,
Scrapy,
Electric Prunes,
Sonic Youth,
Deadbeat,
The Cowsills,
Pylon,
Basic Channel,
Jandek,
Soul II Soul,
Magazine,
Dorothy Ashby,
Rhythm & Sound,
Tears for Fears,
The Zeros,
Talk Talk,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Audionom,
Tim Buckley,
The Martian,
Aaron Thompson,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Mo-Dettes,
Iggy Pop,
Television Personalities,
Q and Not U,
Radio Birdman,
Half Japanese,
Dave Gahan,
Sonny Sharrock,
Pierre Henry,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Music Machine,
Section 25,
The Knickerbockers,
Shuggie Otis,
The Techniques,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Roger Hodgson,
Malaria!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys, Zero Boys.
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.