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 Bahamas and from Portland.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 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 Jesper Dahlbäck to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Vaughan Mason & Crew. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crispy Ambulance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
The Cowsills,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Grass Roots,
Marine Girls,
Soulsonic Force,
The Birthday Party,
Porter Ricks,
Clear Light,
Graham Central Station,
New York Dolls,
China Crisis,
Radio Birdman,
Big Daddy Kane,
PIL,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
X-101,
Gang Green,
Laurel Aitken,
The Fuzztones,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ponytail,
Sonic Youth,
Swell Maps,
Iggy Pop,
The Human League,
Funkadelic,
The Stooges,
Soul II Soul,
Black Moon,
Joe Finger,
Arthur Verocai,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Idris Muhammad,
K-Klass,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Echospace,
Parry Music,
The Gladiators,
Newcleus,
Massinfluence,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Bauhaus,
Q65,
the Human League,
Slick Rick,
The Seeds,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Searchers,
Silicon Teens,
Crime,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Anakelly,
Sarah Menescal,
The Knickerbockers,
Lalo Schifrin,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ash Ra Tempel,
the Germs,
Andrew Hill,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roxy Music,
Livin' Joy,
Kayak,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.