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 Honduras and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 Black Moon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Ludus. All the underground hits.
All Bill Wells tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yazoo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
The Cowsills,
Peter & Gordon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Clear Light,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Babytalk,
Lee Hazlewood,
Tomorrow,
Severed Heads,
David McCallum,
Reuben Wilson,
Porter Ricks,
The Dirtbombs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Scott Walker,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Piero Umiliani,
Yazoo,
Pantaleimon,
Ken Boothe,
Moby Grape,
The Vogues,
JFA,
Janne Schatter,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bill Wells,
New Age Steppers,
B.T. Express,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Malaria!,
Oneida,
Ice-T,
Cameo,
John Lydon,
The Barracudas,
The Modern Lovers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Fifty Foot Hose,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Associates,
The Cure,
The Sonics,
The Fuzztones,
Man Parrish,
Sam Rivers,
Cluster,
Ten City,
Fluxion,
DJ Style,
Scion,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Moon,
Depeche Mode,
Theoretical Girls,
Radiohead,
Cheater Slicks,
X-102, X-102, X-102, X-102.
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.