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 Belgium and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1967 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Mr. Review to the punk 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 Gian Franco Pienzio. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pylon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Massinfluence,
The Velvet Underground,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Radio Birdman,
Scan 7,
Scrapy,
DJ Style,
China Crisis,
June of 44,
Cybotron,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Country Teasers,
DNA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
the Association,
Barclay James Harvest,
R.M.O.,
Goldenarms,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Unwound,
Todd Terry,
Oblivians,
Interpol,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
MDC,
The Index,
Pylon,
Sam Rivers,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Kinks,
Jacob Miller,
Animal Collective,
Tim Buckley,
Brothers Johnson,
X-102,
Minutemen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Pantaleimon,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Connie Case,
Nas,
Q65,
kango's stein massive,
Quantec,
Chris Corsano,
Eli Mardock,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Surgeon,
Joensuu 1685,
Angry Samoans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
the Swans,
Wolf Eyes,
Kevin Saunderson,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Rosa Yemen,
Jandek,
Andrew Hill,
Marshall Jefferson,
AZ,
cv313,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.