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 Zimbabwe and from Accra.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gary Puckett & The Union Gap to the techno 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 Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Visage tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Funky Four + One record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
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 Byron Stingily record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Bush Tetras,
La Düsseldorf,
Clear Light,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
June of 44,
Fad Gadget,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Chris & Cosey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Angry Samoans,
One Last Wish,
Byron Stingily,
Dark Day,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Zeros,
Arab on Radar,
Glambeats Corp.,
JFA,
The United States of America,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Josef K,
Skaos,
The Buckinghams,
DNA,
AZ,
Mission of Burma,
Black Sheep,
Technova,
Arcadia,
Sonic Youth,
Half Japanese,
Tubeway Army,
Robert Görl,
Prince Buster,
The Birthday Party,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Minor Threat,
Simply Red,
Pagans,
Terrestrial Tones,
Make Up,
Don Cherry,
Marc Almond,
Joy Division,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Susan Cadogan,
Visage,
EPMD,
Bronski Beat,
Erasure,
Kenny Larkin,
Echospace,
PIL,
Flamin' Groovies,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Golliwogs,
The Knickerbockers,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moleskins,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.