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 Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1965 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Stetsasonic to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Tim Buckley. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Jesus and Mary Chain record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Black Sheep,
Drive Like Jehu,
Todd Rundgren,
Roxette,
AZ,
The Evens,
Cabaret Voltaire,
New York Dolls,
Maleditus Sound,
Curtis Mayfield,
Grandmaster Flash,
Sister Nancy,
One Last Wish,
The Red Krayola,
Fat Boys,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
The Selecter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Depeche Mode,
Joy Division,
London Community Gospel Choir,
CMW,
Interpol,
Bizarre Inc.,
Iggy Pop,
Lindisfarne,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Ornette Coleman,
Barbara Tucker,
Electric Prunes,
Kenny Larkin,
Von Mondo,
The Human League,
Barclay James Harvest,
Fear,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Faraquet,
Saccharine Trust,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Royal Trux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Heaven 17,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Index,
Chrome,
The Golliwogs,
The Doors,
Amazonics,
UT,
Quantec,
Clear Light,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Mars,
John Foxx,
L. Decosne,
Cluster,
Terry Callier,
Amon Düül,
8 Eyed Spy,
Underground Resistance,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Index,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
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.