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 Japan and from Tokyo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1962 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the theremin 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 Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience to the dance kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 The Alarm Clocks. All the underground hits.
All The Chocolate Watch Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Albert Ayler record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pole record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pole,
Bang On A Can,
Vladislav Delay,
Funkadelic,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Technova,
Crooked Eye,
Motorama,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Invisible,
Wasted Youth,
Crispy Ambulance,
Unwound,
Jandek,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Bronski Beat,
Swans,
Fad Gadget,
ABC,
Lakeside,
Roxette,
The Raincoats,
Grauzone,
Carl Craig,
the Swans,
Essential Logic,
The Tremeloes,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Ohio Players,
Ornette Coleman,
Girls At Our Best!,
Niagra,
DNA,
Pere Ubu,
Yazoo,
Minny Pops,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Neu!,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Amon Düül II,
Cecil Taylor,
Outsiders,
Audionom,
Jeru the Damaja,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Move,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Remains,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Skriet,
Panda Bear,
Tres Demented,
Hoover,
Marshall Jefferson,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kayak,
June Days,
Boredoms,
Ponytail,
Monks, Monks, Monks, Monks.
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.