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 Vanuatu and from Manchester.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Lyon.
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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Zero Boys to the funk 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 Easy Going. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Sonics record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Au Pairs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Livin' Joy,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Suicide,
Sonic Youth,
Swans,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Symarip,
Kenny Larkin,
Jandek,
The Monochrome Set,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bobby Sherman,
David Bowie,
Rosa Yemen,
New Age Steppers,
John Cale,
The Busters,
Ossler,
Warsaw,
Mo-Dettes,
The Angels of Light,
Aswad,
Lalann,
Faust,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kaleidoscope,
The New Christs,
Buzzcocks,
The Doobie Brothers,
Rekid,
Oblivians,
Scion,
Don Cherry,
Laurel Aitken,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Blake Baxter,
L. Decosne,
Sandy B,
Parry Music,
Bobbi Humphrey,
John Foxx,
The Motions,
Chris Corsano,
Joensuu 1685,
Subhumans,
MC5,
Jacques Brel,
Lakeside,
Morten Harket,
PIL,
Oneida,
Scott Walker,
The Knickerbockers,
Yazoo,
The Fortunes,
Marshall Jefferson,
Youth Brigade,
Negative Approach,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.