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 Montenegro and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Manila.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Lebanon Hanover to the grunge 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 Swans. All the underground hits.
All Trumans Water tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dirtbombs 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Television Personalities,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moleskins,
Can,
Smog,
The Fortunes,
Judy Mowatt,
Kas Product,
Piero Umiliani,
Ralphi Rosario,
Freddie Wadling,
Television,
The Star Department,
Fear,
Young Marble Giants,
Kenny Larkin,
Crispy Ambulance,
June of 44,
The Cramps,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Adolescents,
Albert Ayler,
Lou Reed,
Jacques Brel,
The Human League,
AZ,
Bad Manners,
Gichy Dan,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Organ,
Moss Icon,
The Names,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jandek,
H. Thieme,
Rites of Spring,
Altered Images,
Jacob Miller,
Gang Gang Dance,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
In Retrospect,
the Swans,
The Alarm Clocks,
Soulsonic Force,
John Foxx,
Eurythmics,
Rosa Yemen,
Electric Prunes,
Marcia Griffiths,
Quadrant,
Jesper Dahlback,
Donald Byrd,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Motions,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282, Thinking Fellers Union Local 282.
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.