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 Iraq and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1963 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Black Pus to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Subhumans. All the underground hits.
All Hashim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crispy Ambulance 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Los Fastidios,
Symarip,
Rhythm & Sound,
Buzzcocks,
The Grass Roots,
the Swans,
Fad Gadget,
Chris & Cosey,
Gregory Isaacs,
Crooked Eye,
Alphaville,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Alarm Clocks,
Peter and Kerry,
Parry Music,
Quadrant,
Jawbox,
The J.B.'s,
Alison Limerick,
The Stooges,
Audionom,
Soft Cell,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Slick Rick,
Patti Smith,
Iggy Pop,
Curtis Mayfield,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Red Krayola,
John Lydon,
Babytalk,
Godley & Creme,
Bobby Sherman,
Mission of Burma,
Sun Ra,
Roxette,
Boredoms,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
John Cale,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dennis Brown,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Aswad,
Robert Görl,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lyres,
The Vogues,
Janne Schatter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Adolescents,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
OOIOO,
Subhumans,
Ten City,
a-ha,
Ralphi Rosario,
Average White Band,
Terrestrial Tones,
Sixth Finger,
Minnie Riperton,
World's Most,
Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat, Minor Threat.
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.