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 Mali and from Columbus.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Captain Beefheart 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 The Buckinghams to the funk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Second Layer. All the underground hits.
All Depeche Mode tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Pus 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Suburban Knight,
Jesper Dahlback,
Gil Scott Heron,
Barry Ungar,
Depeche Mode,
Goldenarms,
The Gladiators,
Lucky Dragons,
Amazonics,
Arthur Verocai,
Matthew Bourne,
Inner City,
Scott Walker,
Chris Corsano,
The Monochrome Set,
Darondo,
The Gap Band,
The United States of America,
Josef K,
Marine Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Zeros,
Colin Newman,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
U.S. Maple,
Sight & Sound,
Moby Grape,
The Music Machine,
John Holt,
Brass Construction,
The Busters,
Gang Gang Dance,
In Retrospect,
Laurel Aitken,
Aaron Thompson,
Basic Channel,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Raincoats,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
the Association,
Blancmange,
The Modern Lovers,
Fad Gadget,
Ultimate Spinach,
Rosa Yemen,
B.T. Express,
New Age Steppers,
the Slits,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kerri Chandler,
Audionom,
Second Layer,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cluster,
The Star Department,
Harmonia,
Monolake,
Brand Nubian,
Lalann,
Liliput,
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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.