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 Comoros and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 FM Einheit to the dance 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 John Foxx. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eurythmics record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Gories record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Crime,
The Stooges,
Mission of Burma,
Jacques Brel,
Adolescents,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Knickerbockers,
Terry Callier,
Oblivians,
Kurtis Blow,
Quantec,
Ronan,
Bobby Womack,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Evens,
Robert Wyatt,
Tubeway Army,
cv313,
Altered Images,
Unrelated Segments,
the Association,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Warsaw,
Young Marble Giants,
Model 500,
Monolake,
The Blackbyrds,
Theoretical Girls,
DJ Style,
Lalo Schifrin,
L. Decosne,
Angry Samoans,
Blancmange,
Moebius,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Moby Grape,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Wire,
Pussy Galore,
X-Ray Spex,
Carl Craig,
Matthew Halsall,
Amon Düül II,
Camouflage,
Sandy B,
The Divine Comedy,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Isaac Hayes,
Cybotron,
Sound Behaviour,
The Sonics,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Darondo,
Godley & Creme,
Dawn Penn,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Raincoats,
Ice-T,
The Durutti Column,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.