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 Spain and from Woodstock.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 oboe 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 Beasts of Bourbon to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Jesus and Mary Chain. All the underground hits.
All The Wake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
CMW,
Unrelated Segments,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Beau Brummels,
Subhumans,
Idris Muhammad,
The Toasters,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Black Flag,
Mr. Review,
Wings,
Vladislav Delay,
The Monochrome Set,
Grauzone,
June of 44,
Depeche Mode,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
The Associates,
Crime,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Amon Düül,
Quando Quango,
Mad Mike,
Ultimate Spinach,
Bob Dylan,
The Blackbyrds,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Music Machine,
Ronnie Foster,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Section 25,
R.M.O.,
Howard Jones,
A Certain Ratio,
Colin Newman,
Second Layer,
Harmonia,
Kaleidoscope,
Minutemen,
Tropical Tobacco,
Khruangbin,
Cymande,
The Red Krayola,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Grass Roots,
Stockholm Monsters,
John Lydon,
Outsiders,
Jeff Mills,
One Last Wish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Happenings,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Fuzztones,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Crispian St. Peters,
Patti Smith,
Dave Gahan,
Buzzcocks,
the Human League,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.