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 Madagascar and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Houston and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 The Pretty Things to the disco 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 June Days. All the underground hits.
All Ten City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Real 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marcia Griffiths record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
the Swans,
Shoche,
Minutemen,
Roy Ayers,
Minnie Riperton,
June Days,
Ohio Players,
Heaven 17,
The Monochrome Set,
Althea and Donna,
The Young Rascals,
The Cure,
Marmalade,
Schoolly D,
Ossler,
Electric Prunes,
Pylon,
Cluster,
Deepchord,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tommy Roe,
Flash Fearless,
Judy Mowatt,
Brass Construction,
Faraquet,
The Fall,
D'Angelo,
Joey Negro,
Wire,
Bauhaus,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sam Rivers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gang Starr,
Nick Fraelich,
Derrick Morgan,
The Remains,
H. Thieme,
Sexual Harrassment,
Amon Düül,
Laurel Aitken,
Motorama,
Rekid,
Sonic Youth,
Duran Duran,
Popol Vuh,
Harmonia,
New York Dolls,
Lindisfarne,
The Human League,
Pantytec,
Goldenarms,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pulsallama,
Mad Mike,
The Evens,
Hoover,
Mary Jane Girls,
John Lydon,
Tubeway Army,
KRS-One,
Excepter, Excepter, Excepter, Excepter.
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.