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 India and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Lyon.
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 rhodes 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 Kango’s Stein Massive to the jazz 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 Urselle. All the underground hits.
All David Axelrod tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Negative Approach record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 an oboe and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dark Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Average White Band,
Stiv Bators,
Oneida,
Glambeats Corp.,
Moss Icon,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Liliput,
The Dirtbombs,
June of 44,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Althea and Donna,
Dave Gahan,
Rhythm & Sound,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Clear Light,
Warren Ellis,
Newcleus,
Pulsallama,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Evens,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Golliwogs,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sällskapet,
UT,
These Immortal Souls,
Robert Hood,
Ice-T,
Sun Ra,
Flipper,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gabor Szabo,
Patti Smith,
The Kinks,
The Monochrome Set,
Banda Bassotti,
Throbbing Gristle,
Radio Birdman,
Stereo Dub,
Matthew Bourne,
The Remains,
Silicon Teens,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Standells,
Erykah Badu,
Drive Like Jehu,
Lou Reed,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Count Five,
La Düsseldorf,
JFA,
The Sonics,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Charles Mingus,
Dorothy Ashby,
Gregory Isaacs,
L. Decosne,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.