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 Morocco and from Delhi.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 The Sisters of Mercy to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo. All the underground hits.
All Alison Limerick 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 techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Toasters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Pet Shop Boys,
the Germs,
Aural Exciters,
Harpers Bizarre,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Chris & Cosey,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Oneida,
Laurel Aitken,
The Velvet Underground,
Porter Ricks,
Drexciya,
Ultravox,
Sex Pistols,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
U.S. Maple,
Ronnie Foster,
Rufus Thomas,
Youth Brigade,
Glenn Branca,
L. Decosne,
Theoretical Girls,
Mandrill,
Lee Hazlewood,
Trumans Water,
Fatback Band,
Bluetip,
Brass Construction,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Remains,
The Angels of Light,
The Stooges,
Delta 5,
Jeff Mills,
Avey Tare,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Tomorrow,
Yazoo,
Delon & Dalcan,
Rekid,
Lou Reed,
Eli Mardock,
Jerry Gold Smith,
X-102,
Tom Boy,
Yaz,
Josef K,
Anakelly,
Peter & Gordon,
Vladislav Delay,
Inner City,
Joyce Sims,
The Fuzztones,
Nils Olav,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Fortunes,
The Moody Blues,
Dead Boys,
Schoolly D,
Brothers Johnson,
Jerry's Kids,
the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell, the Soft Cell.
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.