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 Chile and from London.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
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 Supertramp to the funk 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 Lebanon Hanover. All the underground hits.
All Public Image Ltd. tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jerry's Kids record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Tremeloes,
Marc Almond,
Neil Young,
Bobby Sherman,
Pole,
the Slits,
Sparks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Marvin Gaye,
Godley & Creme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
H. Thieme,
Gil Scott Heron,
Scrapy,
Delon & Dalcan,
Drexciya,
Kayak,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Chrome,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ituana,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Smoke,
Quantec,
The Star Department,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Stockholm Monsters,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kas Product,
Tommy Roe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Amon Düül II,
Glenn Branca,
Bizarre Inc.,
Rekid,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Fatback Band,
X-102,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
London Community Gospel Choir,
UT,
the Bar-Kays,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Davy DMX,
Yellowson,
The Music Machine,
Stereo Dub,
The Cure,
Brass Construction,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Liliput,
Toni Rubio,
Massinfluence,
Blake Baxter,
Ronan,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Robert Hood,
Sällskapet,
Gang Gang Dance,
Magma, Magma, Magma, Magma.
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.