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 Germany and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
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 Saccharine Trust to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All It's A Beautiful Day tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Stooges record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Chris & Cosey,
Kas Product,
Bang On A Can,
Alton Ellis,
Inner City,
Maurizio,
ABBA,
The Beau Brummels,
Scientists,
Henry Cow,
Amazonics,
Blancmange,
Franke,
Television,
Organ,
Tim Buckley,
Q65,
Ice-T,
Black Bananas,
Thee Headcoats,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Names,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Busters,
Von Mondo,
Dawn Penn,
Y Pants,
Delta 5,
Joensuu 1685,
Gil Scott Heron,
Metal Thangz,
Dual Sessions,
Deepchord,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sound Behaviour,
Reagan Youth,
Skaos,
Das Ding,
Moby Grape,
Section 25,
Frankie Knuckles,
Marvin Gaye,
Bootsy Collins,
Mark Hollis,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Motions,
Boz Scaggs,
Yellowson,
Black Sheep,
The J.B.'s,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Robert Wyatt,
Lebanon Hanover,
DJ Sneak,
Byron Stingily,
Leonard Cohen,
Suburban Knight,
Minutemen,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Barracudas,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.