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 Bangladesh and from Philadelphia.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 mellotron 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 Roger Hodgson to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Black Sheep. All the underground hits.
All Blancmange tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Michelle Simonal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Busters,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bobbi Humphrey,
New Order,
Jesper Dahlback,
Janne Schatter,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alphaville,
The Dave Clark Five,
Davy DMX,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ituana,
Rekid,
Echospace,
FM Einheit,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Warren Ellis,
The Doors,
A Certain Ratio,
Ronan,
Nirvana,
Big Daddy Kane,
Soft Machine,
Bootsy Collins,
Symarip,
Amazonics,
Graham Central Station,
The Invisible,
Boredoms,
Marine Girls,
James White and The Blacks,
Bronski Beat,
Talk Talk,
Sixth Finger,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Spandau Ballet,
The Star Department,
Dorothy Ashby,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bush Tetras,
Scientists,
The Cure,
Underground Resistance,
the Soft Cell,
Jimmy McGriff,
Lalann,
Fad Gadget,
Jandek,
The Gories,
Arab on Radar,
Lungfish,
Radiohead,
K-Klass,
Maurizio,
Wolf Eyes,
Arcadia,
The J.B.'s,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Dennis Brown,
Sun City Girls,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.