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 Jordan and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 harpsichord 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 Blancmange to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Liliput record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 clarinet and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bizarre Inc.,
X-Ray Spex,
Joe Smooth,
Ken Boothe,
Kas Product,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Davy DMX,
Tres Demented,
Yaz,
Shoche,
The Smiths,
New Age Steppers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
David Bowie,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Easy Going,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Whodini,
David McCallum,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Selecter,
Howard Jones,
the Slits,
Ludus,
Main Source,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Evens,
Schoolly D,
The Wake,
The Young Rascals,
Blossom Toes,
DNA,
Pussy Galore,
David Axelrod,
Man Eating Sloth,
UT,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Con Funk Shun,
The Durutti Column,
The Skatalites,
Black Bananas,
Parry Music,
Al Stewart,
The Smoke,
Make Up,
Derrick Morgan,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Sarah Menescal,
Adolescents,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Godley & Creme,
The Real Kids,
Intrusion,
Sun Ra,
The Divine Comedy,
Pantaleimon,
Colin Newman,
The Offenders,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.