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 Pakistan and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 Copenhagen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 güiro 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 Lou Reed & Metallica to the techno 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 The Young Rascals. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Sound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delta 5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nick Fraelich,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Sonic Youth,
Public Image Ltd.,
Fear,
Vladislav Delay,
These Immortal Souls,
Slick Rick,
Half Japanese,
Eli Mardock,
Sarah Menescal,
the Swans,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Agitation Free,
The Knickerbockers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Tremeloes,
The Move,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Zapp,
Scan 7,
Cluster,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Bauhaus,
Marvin Gaye,
Fluxion,
Fatback Band,
Kerri Chandler,
Ralphi Rosario,
David Axelrod,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Guru Guru,
a-ha,
Quando Quango,
Brothers Johnson,
Flash Fearless,
The Techniques,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Kayak,
Mad Mike,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Yazoo,
The Alarm Clocks,
Scrapy,
The Moleskins,
Man Parrish,
Skaos,
the Association,
Neil Young,
Livin' Joy,
The Offenders,
The Slits,
PIL,
Arthur Verocai,
Fad Gadget,
The Leaves,
The Smoke,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
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.