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 Vietnam and from Calgary.
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 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Johannesburg.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Royal Trux to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 De La Soul & Jungle Brothers. All the underground hits.
All Neu! tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sonics 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jesper Dahlback record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wings,
The Modern Lovers,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lower 48,
Crash Course in Science,
Wire,
Peter & Gordon,
Black Sheep,
The Shadows of Knight,
Porter Ricks,
Severed Heads,
Suburban Knight,
Pharoah Sanders,
New York Dolls,
Jimmy McGriff,
Girls At Our Best!,
Subhumans,
Pole,
Albert Ayler,
The Index,
The Associates,
Public Enemy,
Erasure,
Radiohead,
Idris Muhammad,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
T.S.O.L.,
Judy Mowatt,
Anthony Braxton,
Easy Going,
Deepchord,
Television Personalities,
David McCallum,
Bad Manners,
The Victims,
Audionom,
The Names,
Gang of Four,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Adolescents,
Rekid,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Marcia Griffiths,
Neu!,
Urselle,
The Doobie Brothers,
Aural Exciters,
Skriet,
The Beau Brummels,
Desert Stars,
Fort Wilson Riot,
LL Cool J,
Kayak,
Tubeway Army,
Derrick May,
Liliput,
Gong,
Khruangbin,
Throbbing Gristle,
Althea and Donna,
Fat Boys,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.