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 Dominican Republic and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Holger Czukay 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 Sonic Youth to the punk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Spoonie Gee. All the underground hits.
All Cheater Slicks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Osbourne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rod Modell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Whodini,
Steve Hackett,
In Retrospect,
Carl Craig,
kango's stein massive,
Scientists,
The Doors,
Chris Corsano,
The Skatalites,
Todd Terry,
Lee Hazlewood,
Y Pants,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Sparks,
Anthony Braxton,
Siglo XX,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Erasure,
The Standells,
Sixth Finger,
Minor Threat,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Deepchord,
The Young Rascals,
The Remains,
Nik Kershaw,
Unrelated Segments,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Tres Demented,
Negative Approach,
Schoolly D,
Interpol,
The Index,
Joe Smooth,
The Dave Clark Five,
Shoche,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Dennis Brown,
China Crisis,
Terrestrial Tones,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Tim Buckley,
Derrick Morgan,
Shuggie Otis,
Kayak,
Procol Harum,
Jimmy McGriff,
K-Klass,
Massinfluence,
The Fuzztones,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Offenders,
Loose Ends,
Subhumans,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Audionom,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.