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 Algeria and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1964 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 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 Josef K to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 MDC. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a EPMD record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe 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,
Essential Logic,
Cecil Taylor,
Model 500,
Amon Düül,
Bill Near,
Kerri Chandler,
Hot Snakes,
Minny Pops,
Roger Hodgson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jacques Brel,
Groovy Waters,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Dead Boys,
Eric Dolphy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Prince Buster,
LL Cool J,
The Gories,
Organ,
Derrick Morgan,
Joe Finger,
Lucky Dragons,
Soulsonic Force,
the Sonics,
Bootsy Collins,
Eden Ahbez,
The Cramps,
New Order,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Minor Threat,
The Cowsills,
OOIOO,
Chrome,
The Wake,
Dark Day,
Arab on Radar,
Pierre Henry,
Los Fastidios,
Tears for Fears,
Loose Ends,
A Certain Ratio,
Spandau Ballet,
Marvin Gaye,
Easy Going,
John Coltrane,
Drive Like Jehu,
Rakim,
cv313,
Skarface,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Amon Düül II,
Ralphi Rosario,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Excepter,
Nick Fraelich,
Spoonie Gee,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Reuben Wilson,
Mission of Burma,
Zero Boys,
Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free, Agitation Free.
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.