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 Bulgaria and from Lagos.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 spring reverb 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 Jerry's Kids to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Associates. All the underground hits.
All The Leaves tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Anakelly record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
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 Minor Threat record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Stooges,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Harry Pussy,
Darondo,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
kango's stein massive,
Aural Exciters,
Iggy Pop,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Tremeloes,
Pantaleimon,
Tom Boy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Soft Cell,
David Bowie,
Man Parrish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
X-102,
Mark Hollis,
Tim Buckley,
The Fortunes,
Bluetip,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delta 5,
Sight & Sound,
Japan,
Au Pairs,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The New Christs,
Erykah Badu,
James White and The Blacks,
Derrick May,
Simply Red,
David McCallum,
Suburban Knight,
Outsiders,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Stereo Dub,
The Gladiators,
Ultra Naté,
Porter Ricks,
Freddie Wadling,
The Names,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Tropical Tobacco,
Zapp,
Blake Baxter,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sex Pistols,
EPMD,
the Association,
ABC,
John Holt,
Trumans Water,
Basic Channel,
Minutemen,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Anakelly,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
U.S. Maple,
The Last Poets,
Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback, Jesper Dahlback.
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.