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 Nauru and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Max Romeo to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Electric Light Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sound Behaviour record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reuben Wilson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Schoolly D,
Outsiders,
H. Thieme,
Jandek,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Basic Channel,
Parry Music,
The Human League,
The Gories,
Susan Cadogan,
The Gladiators,
James White and The Blacks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Soul Sonic Force,
Harpers Bizarre,
Eve St. Jones,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Mary Jane Girls,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Divine Comedy,
Davy DMX,
Pussy Galore,
Sight & Sound,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Blues Magoos,
The Slackers,
Warren Ellis,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Deadbeat,
T. Rex,
Alison Limerick,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
the Human League,
Dawn Penn,
Joensuu 1685,
Young Marble Giants,
Yusef Lateef,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Wasted Youth,
Animal Collective,
Connie Case,
The Raincoats,
Lightning Bolt,
The Fuzztones,
Unrelated Segments,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Cymande,
Jawbox,
Joyce Sims,
The Associates,
Kaleidoscope,
Oblivians,
Tres Demented,
Q65,
Echospace,
Maurizio,
Television,
Carl Craig,
the Swans,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.