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 Korea South and from Manchester.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Cairo.
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 organ 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 Tubeway Army to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 The Mojo Men. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks 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 grime 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 synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bush Tetras record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar 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?
Jacob Miller,
Jawbox,
The Human League,
Fluxion,
Dennis Brown,
Cheater Slicks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Television,
The Doors,
Easy Going,
Mantronix,
John Holt,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Los Fastidios,
Au Pairs,
Howard Jones,
Janne Schatter,
Sister Nancy,
Y Pants,
Deakin,
Skriet,
Wasted Youth,
David Bowie,
Gabor Szabo,
Marvin Gaye,
Moebius,
Camouflage,
Ornette Coleman,
Youth Brigade,
Alton Ellis,
Ten City,
Country Teasers,
Jandek,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlback,
Amazonics,
The Electric Prunes,
David McCallum,
Stereo Dub,
Zero Boys,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Man Eating Sloth,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Divine Comedy,
Flash Fearless,
Glenn Branca,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Sparks,
Isaac Hayes,
Slave,
In Retrospect,
Soft Machine,
Moss Icon,
Sex Pistols,
Blossom Toes,
Bob Dylan,
The Birthday Party,
Minor Threat,
The Martian,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oblivians,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics, The Sonics.
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.