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 Mexico and from Winnipeg.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Fad Gadget 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 The Human League. All the underground hits.
All Duran Duran tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moss Icon 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Isaac Hayes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Grauzone,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Joy Division,
DJ Style,
Tropical Tobacco,
Los Fastidios,
Lalann,
LL Cool J,
48th St. Collective,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Moby Grape,
Todd Rundgren,
T. Rex,
The Durutti Column,
Black Flag,
Glenn Branca,
Hashim,
Johnny Osbourne,
Johnny Clarke,
The Angels of Light,
Ponytail,
Barbara Tucker,
Smog,
Lyres,
Soft Machine,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The New Christs,
Swell Maps,
Nico,
The Doobie Brothers,
Dennis Brown,
The Moody Blues,
The Remains,
Tim Buckley,
Nik Kershaw,
Sällskapet,
Interpol,
Khruangbin,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
U.S. Maple,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Erykah Badu,
Peter and Kerry,
Amon Düül,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Ossler,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Isaac Hayes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Scientists,
Cheater Slicks,
A Certain Ratio,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cluster,
Unwound,
Aaron Thompson,
Marine Girls,
Charles Mingus,
the Sonics,
The Neon Judgement,
The Walker Brothers,
The Index,
Michelle Simonal,
Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach, Ultimate Spinach.
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.