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 Netherlands and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 theremin 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 Scion to the techno kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Sly & The Family Stone. All the underground hits.
All Kango’s Stein Massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every World's Most record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bill Wells,
Skarface,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Pretty Things,
Siglo XX,
The Monks,
Alice Coltrane,
Arcadia,
The Music Machine,
Kerri Chandler,
Pagans,
Nation of Ulysses,
Hardrive,
Chrome,
Parry Music,
Model 500,
The Fuzztones,
The Birthday Party,
AZ,
Mandrill,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
T. Rex,
Index,
Groovy Waters,
Anakelly,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Joensuu 1685,
Little Man,
Bob Dylan,
Neil Young,
Jeru the Damaja,
10cc,
The Misunderstood,
Pere Ubu,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Laurel Aitken,
Bill Near,
The Cramps,
Roxy Music,
Colin Newman,
Bad Manners,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Darondo,
Country Joe & The Fish,
E-Dancer,
Big Daddy Kane,
John Coltrane,
Royal Trux,
Kool Moe Dee,
Man Parrish,
The Dead C,
Robert Görl,
The United States of America,
Johnny Osbourne,
Throbbing Gristle,
PIL,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.