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 Austria and from Taipei.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 The Mummies to the techno 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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All Crime tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Cramps record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joe Smooth,
Mary Jane Girls,
Aswad,
Robert Hood,
Dead Boys,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bauhaus,
Delta 5,
Letta Mbulu,
Funkadelic,
Byron Stingily,
Arab on Radar,
Camberwell Now,
Easy Going,
Todd Terry,
Jawbox,
Faust,
Pantytec,
Todd Rundgren,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
David Axelrod,
Warsaw,
U.S. Maple,
Buzzcocks,
H. Thieme,
Audionom,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sällskapet,
The Motions,
Moss Icon,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Index,
Stereo Dub,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ohio Players,
Eric Copeland,
Bobby Womack,
Visage,
Newcleus,
Grey Daturas,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sound Behaviour,
Eddi Front,
Tres Demented,
Flash Fearless,
Scratch Acid,
KRS-One,
Darondo,
Scott Walker,
Saccharine Trust,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Isaac Hayes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Glambeats Corp.,
Make Up,
Joe Finger,
The Smoke,
The Martian,
Tommy Roe,
Crash Course in Science,
The Trojans,
Sonny Sharrock,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family, Angels of Light & Akron/Family.
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.