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 Greece and from Philadelphia.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Agitation Free to the disco kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ken Boothe. All the underground hits.
All The Count Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Arthur Verocai 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 güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Zapp record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mars,
Symarip,
Leonard Cohen,
The Techniques,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Jeff Mills,
Mo-Dettes,
Dead Boys,
Davy DMX,
Sunsets and Hearts,
the Human League,
Suicide,
The Sonics,
Roger Hodgson,
John Holt,
CMW,
Suburban Knight,
Flash Fearless,
The Martian,
Siglo XX,
Quando Quango,
Blancmange,
Robert Wyatt,
Junior Murvin,
The Monochrome Set,
Nik Kershaw,
Grandmaster Flash,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Make Up,
E-Dancer,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Neon Judgement,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tubeway Army,
Rakim,
This Heat,
Sixth Finger,
Jawbox,
Altered Images,
Rites of Spring,
Von Mondo,
Fatback Band,
Alison Limerick,
The Toasters,
Stetsasonic,
Young Marble Giants,
Lakeside,
Kaleidoscope,
Guru Guru,
Cymande,
K-Klass,
Bobby Sherman,
Spandau Ballet,
Supertramp,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Pylon,
Bob Dylan,
Dawn Penn,
The Associates, The Associates, The Associates, The Associates.
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.