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 Mauritius and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Sao Paulo.
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 rhodes 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 Chocolate Watch Band to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Matthew Bourne. All the underground hits.
All Jandek tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Johnny Clarke 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gang Starr,
Scan 7,
F. McDonald,
Max Romeo,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Q65,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Desert Stars,
Ronan,
John Foxx,
Matthew Bourne,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Urselle,
Interpol,
The Busters,
Lucky Dragons,
Saccharine Trust,
8 Eyed Spy,
Gerry Rafferty,
Babytalk,
The Smiths,
X-Ray Spex,
Blossom Toes,
Eve St. Jones,
Rotary Connection,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Grauzone,
Royal Trux,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
OOIOO,
Yusef Lateef,
Marcia Griffiths,
Inner City,
Symarip,
Angry Samoans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Bizarre Inc.,
Aural Exciters,
Agent Orange,
One Last Wish,
Sex Pistols,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sexual Harrassment,
ABBA,
The Flesh Eaters,
Black Moon,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
This Heat,
Fear,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Visage,
The Evens,
Radio Birdman,
Hardrive,
The Music Machine,
H. Thieme,
Von Mondo,
The Fall,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Josef K, Josef K, Josef K, Josef K.
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.