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 Tajikistan and from Madrid.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 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 One Last Wish to the punk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Sun Ra Arkestra. All the underground hits.
All Grey Daturas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a London Community Gospel Choir record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Dawn Penn,
Kerrie Biddell,
Kaleidoscope,
Radiohead,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rhythm & Sound,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Girls At Our Best!,
Spoonie Gee,
Lindisfarne,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott Heron,
Cameo,
Gang of Four,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Talk Talk,
Saccharine Trust,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
the Human League,
Sandy B,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Sixth Finger,
Depeche Mode,
A Certain Ratio,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Invisible,
Pole,
Black Flag,
Camberwell Now,
Ponytail,
Fela Kuti,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Freddie Wadling,
Section 25,
Vladislav Delay,
Bootsy Collins,
Graham Central Station,
The Music Machine,
Groovy Waters,
Pere Ubu,
Blossom Toes,
Derrick Morgan,
Tears for Fears,
David McCallum,
Janne Schatter,
Pulsallama,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Accadde A,
Buzzcocks,
Mr. Review,
Cheater Slicks,
The Monochrome Set,
MC5,
The Evens,
Sarah Menescal,
Suicide, Suicide, Suicide, Suicide.
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.