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 Tajikistan and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 organ 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 Von Mondo to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Jandek. All the underground hits.
All X-101 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pantaleimon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Todd Rundgren record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Nation of Ulysses,
Girls At Our Best!,
Jacques Brel,
Franke,
Jeru the Damaja,
Joy Division,
Maleditus Sound,
Visage,
Jimmy McGriff,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gichy Dan,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Cal Tjader,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Martian,
This Heat,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Gories,
Faraquet,
Animal Collective,
The Monochrome Set,
The Associates,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Peter & Gordon,
Nico,
David McCallum,
The Real Kids,
Oblivians,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Young Rascals,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Michelle Simonal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gang of Four,
Magma,
Neu!,
Gabor Szabo,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Alarm Clocks,
Agent Orange,
Steve Hackett,
China Crisis,
Wings,
Reagan Youth,
Theoretical Girls,
Electric Prunes,
T.S.O.L.,
Tropical Tobacco,
ABBA,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
June Days,
Nik Kershaw,
Minor Threat,
Althea and Donna,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Severed Heads,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Victims,
The Birthday Party,
Scan 7,
Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding, Das Ding.
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.