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 Andorra and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 rhodes 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 Mo-Dettes to the grunge 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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All The Zeros tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Al Stewart 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Throbbing Gristle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Rotary Connection,
Ice-T,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Kas Product,
Kerrie Biddell,
Bill Wells,
Newcleus,
Max Romeo,
U.S. Maple,
Hot Snakes,
The Electric Prunes,
Jimmy McGriff,
Connie Case,
The Barracudas,
Sällskapet,
The Searchers,
Alice Coltrane,
Derrick May,
Jerry's Kids,
Rosa Yemen,
Kool Moe Dee,
10cc,
MC5,
JFA,
Freddie Wadling,
DNA,
Camberwell Now,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Zero Boys,
Sandy B,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Magma,
Sonny Sharrock,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Pantytec,
Crime,
Harmonia,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Spoonie Gee,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
New Order,
Hardrive,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Kinks,
The Real Kids,
Vainqueur,
Susan Cadogan,
The Happenings,
Panda Bear,
Depeche Mode,
Bill Near,
Infiniti,
Underground Resistance,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Velvet Underground,
Danielle Patucci,
Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion, Intrusion.
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.