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 Ghana and from Mumbai.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Lyon.
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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the organ 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 Darondo to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Main Source record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flash Fearless record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
Blancmange,
10cc,
Arthur Verocai,
The Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Black Flag,
Colin Newman,
Bang On A Can,
Pere Ubu,
The Fuzztones,
Blake Baxter,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Scott Walker,
Desert Stars,
Urselle,
Youth Brigade,
Piero Umiliani,
Bobby Byrd,
Cluster,
T.S.O.L.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sexual Harrassment,
Anthony Braxton,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Joe Smooth,
Goldenarms,
Fear,
Radiohead,
Vainqueur,
Dead Boys,
Half Japanese,
Kenny Larkin,
X-102,
EPMD,
Depeche Mode,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Ultra Naté,
Terrestrial Tones,
One Last Wish,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Slick Rick,
Monks,
Ten City,
Mission of Burma,
Fluxion,
Bad Manners,
Maleditus Sound,
Connie Case,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Barry Ungar,
Pet Shop Boys,
Tommy Roe,
Tears for Fears,
Cymande,
Minnie Riperton,
Country Teasers,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Skaos,
Amon Düül,
Maurizio,
Mr. Review,
Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan, Derrick Morgan.
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.