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 Russia and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1968 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Fortunes. All the underground hits.
All Drive Like Jehu tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Piero Umiliani 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Image Ltd.,
Spoonie Gee,
The Young Rascals,
Roxette,
Laurel Aitken,
The Velvet Underground,
Derrick May,
Pierre Henry,
Unwound,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Man Parrish,
Animal Collective,
James White and The Blacks,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
In Retrospect,
John Cale,
Nik Kershaw,
Lakeside,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Fad Gadget,
Quantec,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Royal Trux,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Minutemen,
Grauzone,
Joe Finger,
China Crisis,
Sound Behaviour,
the Swans,
Pere Ubu,
Gong,
Jandek,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Dave Clark Five,
D'Angelo,
Robert Wyatt,
Dorothy Ashby,
Barbara Tucker,
Arab on Radar,
Black Sheep,
La Düsseldorf,
U.S. Maple,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Whodini,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Kayak,
Newcleus,
UT,
Piero Umiliani,
This Heat,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Mantronix,
Circle Jerks,
cv313,
Rotary Connection,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Matthew Halsall,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.