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 Greece and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Tim Buckley to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks. All the underground hits.
All David Bowie tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 theremin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DNA record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
E-Dancer,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Pylon,
Basic Channel,
kango's stein massive,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Jandek,
Robert Wyatt,
Crash Course in Science,
the Slits,
The Remains,
Soul Sonic Force,
Lightning Bolt,
David McCallum,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Holt,
Yazoo,
The Detroit Cobras,
Peter & Gordon,
The Standells,
The Fuzztones,
Black Sheep,
Anakelly,
Scrapy,
Television Personalities,
Brick,
Guru Guru,
The Last Poets,
The Techniques,
Oneida,
World's Most,
Derrick May,
Matthew Halsall,
Lindisfarne,
JFA,
Mark Hollis,
The Move,
Yaz,
The Flesh Eaters,
Al Stewart,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Infiniti,
Blancmange,
Nik Kershaw,
Mars,
Scion,
Albert Ayler,
Cal Tjader,
Audionom,
Gichy Dan,
Siglo XX,
the Sonics,
Simply Red,
Black Bananas,
Boredoms,
Idris Muhammad,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Tremeloes,
Lungfish,
Kurtis Blow,
Monks,
The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills, The Cowsills.
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.