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 Australia and from Toronto.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 X-101 to the dance 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 Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu. All the underground hits.
All The Black Dice tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joe Smooth record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bobby Womack,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Procol Harum,
LL Cool J,
Jandek,
MC5,
Gang of Four,
Supertramp,
Ten City,
Eric B and Rakim,
Second Layer,
Jimmy McGriff,
the Swans,
F. McDonald,
Yellowson,
Zero Boys,
Nico,
Khruangbin,
Wire,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Harry Pussy,
Sex Pistols,
Goldenarms,
Easy Going,
L. Decosne,
Popol Vuh,
Brothers Johnson,
Quando Quango,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Idris Muhammad,
The Cure,
Gregory Isaacs,
Janne Schatter,
A Certain Ratio,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fatback Band,
Tommy Roe,
Eurythmics,
Crooked Eye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
A Flock of Seagulls,
June Days,
The Motions,
Reuben Wilson,
Peter and Kerry,
Minutemen,
The Human League,
The Offenders,
Pantaleimon,
Eddi Front,
Tres Demented,
The Walker Brothers,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Kinks,
Pulsallama,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Residents, The Residents, The Residents, The Residents.
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.