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 Saudi Arabia and from Sao Paulo.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 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 The Martian to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Black Dice record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Royal Trux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kenny Larkin,
The Raincoats,
DJ Sneak,
Franke,
The Birthday Party,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Victims,
Lalann,
Derrick Morgan,
The Blues Magoos,
EPMD,
Bizarre Inc.,
Amazonics,
Nik Kershaw,
Bill Wells,
New York Dolls,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Brass Construction,
Chrome,
Q65,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Soul Sonic Force,
Funkadelic,
Joey Negro,
Pylon,
Arthur Verocai,
Brothers Johnson,
Blancmange,
the Bar-Kays,
Byron Stingily,
the Human League,
MDC,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Al Stewart,
Kerrie Biddell,
Chris Corsano,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Fire Engines,
Pet Shop Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Rhythm & Sound,
Lebanon Hanover,
Model 500,
Robert Hood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
KRS-One,
Goldenarms,
Pagans,
Thompson Twins,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Martian,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Amon Düül II,
Scott Walker,
Eurythmics,
Sugar Minott,
Groovy Waters,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Litter,
D'Angelo,
John Holt, John Holt, John Holt, John Holt.
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.