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 Georgia and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 Glasgow and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 New Order to the funk 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 Donald Byrd. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Public Image Ltd. record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Arcadia,
Blossom Toes,
Kas Product,
Nico,
Zapp,
Curtis Mayfield,
Anthony Braxton,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Raincoats,
Big Daddy Kane,
Tim Buckley,
The Velvet Underground,
Davy DMX,
Visage,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Scion,
Ornette Coleman,
The Litter,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Gong,
Agent Orange,
Sun Ra,
Archie Shepp,
Tubeway Army,
Mandrill,
Ludus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Lyres,
The Moleskins,
The Invisible,
Glenn Branca,
Funky Four + One,
Tears for Fears,
Aaron Thompson,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eurythmics,
Gabor Szabo,
Vladislav Delay,
The Tremeloes,
Fugazi,
The Selecter,
Au Pairs,
Second Layer,
Kevin Saunderson,
Aloha Tigers,
Yazoo,
Basic Channel,
Mo-Dettes,
Groovy Waters,
Hashim,
Talk Talk,
Magazine,
Average White Band,
Warsaw,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Lucky Dragons,
Pantytec,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Martian,
Television, Television, Television, Television.
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.