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 Bahrain and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Wolf Eyes to the rap 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 Rekid. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Negative Approach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
John Cale,
Qualms,
Rhythm & Sound,
Reagan Youth,
Colin Newman,
Suburban Knight,
Essential Logic,
Echospace,
Alphaville,
Scrapy,
Tubeway Army,
Saccharine Trust,
Inner City,
Television,
Ultravox,
Das Ding,
Jesper Dahlback,
Intrusion,
Model 500,
The Velvet Underground,
Ronan,
Slick Rick,
Television Personalities,
KRS-One,
The Evens,
Arcadia,
Niagra,
Slave,
Ornette Coleman,
Robert Hood,
The Mummies,
Sarah Menescal,
Chrome,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Technova,
Parry Music,
Matthew Halsall,
Delta 5,
The Associates,
Brass Construction,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Derrick May,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sonic Youth,
Quantec,
Frankie Knuckles,
The J.B.'s,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Blues Magoos,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Fortunes,
Q65,
Todd Rundgren,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
kango's stein massive,
Section 25,
Suicide,
The Leaves,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Gories,
Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan, Dave Gahan.
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.