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 Taiwan and from Edmonton.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the guitar 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 Joensuu 1685 to the electroclash 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 Tres Demented. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mantronix record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 linndrum and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tres Demented record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sight & Sound,
Davy DMX,
Bad Manners,
Sex Pistols,
Gil Scott Heron,
Man Parrish,
LL Cool J,
Pantaleimon,
Aloha Tigers,
Byron Stingily,
Visage,
Qualms,
Silicon Teens,
Buzzcocks,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
The Slackers,
Joyce Sims,
Groovy Waters,
Wolf Eyes,
Procol Harum,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Q65,
Lou Reed,
Glambeats Corp.,
Skriet,
Swans,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fire Engines,
The American Breed,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Pet Shop Boys,
Mark Hollis,
Massinfluence,
Thompson Twins,
The Fuzztones,
The Sound,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Barry Ungar,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Judy Mowatt,
The Golliwogs,
In Retrospect,
Amon Düül II,
Siglo XX,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Yaz,
Ten City,
Leonard Cohen,
The Last Poets,
Youth Brigade,
DJ Sneak,
Schoolly D,
Supertramp,
The Fall,
Theoretical Girls,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Arthur Verocai,
L. Decosne,
Radio Birdman,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
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.