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 Italy and from Lyon.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the oboe 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 Whodini to the electroclash 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 Dave Clark Five. All the underground hits.
All Saccharine Trust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Deakin record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 808 and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Grandmaster Flash record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fall,
Scratch Acid,
Neu!,
The Fuzztones,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jerry's Kids,
Average White Band,
Erasure,
Barbara Tucker,
Mars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Rufus Thomas,
Pagans,
Joe Finger,
Tomorrow,
Pet Shop Boys,
Harmonia,
Joensuu 1685,
The Moleskins,
Rosa Yemen,
Barclay James Harvest,
Spoonie Gee,
JFA,
The Remains,
Radiohead,
Scrapy,
The Blackbyrds,
Lakeside,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Buzzcocks,
Audionom,
Curtis Mayfield,
Black Pus,
Unrelated Segments,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Idris Muhammad,
Jawbox,
The Electric Prunes,
Ronan,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Roger Hodgson,
Iggy Pop,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Little Man,
Aloha Tigers,
Accadde A,
Slave,
The Busters,
Amazonics,
The Modern Lovers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Soulsonic Force,
Cameo,
Cecil Taylor,
Severed Heads,
Minny Pops,
Technova,
Supertramp,
the Sonics,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.