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 Belarus and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City 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 snare 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 Flipper to the disco kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Inner City tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Modern Lovers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Vladislav Delay record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Mummies,
Youth Brigade,
Audionom,
X-102,
Loose Ends,
The Human League,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Popol Vuh,
La Düsseldorf,
Hardrive,
Joe Finger,
Aloha Tigers,
Dead Boys,
Gerry Rafferty,
Television,
Avey Tare,
June of 44,
Josef K,
Sällskapet,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Soul II Soul,
E-Dancer,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Move,
Boogie Down Productions,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camberwell Now,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ossler,
Grauzone,
Thompson Twins,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Star Department,
The Cramps,
Motorama,
The Smiths,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tears for Fears,
the Fania All-Stars,
Nas,
Hoover,
The Walker Brothers,
KRS-One,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Y Pants,
Public Image Ltd.,
Terry Callier,
Bang On A Can,
New Age Steppers,
The Velvet Underground,
The Real Kids,
Lyres,
Trumans Water,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
In Retrospect,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Second Layer,
Sandy B,
Lindisfarne,
Freddie Wadling,
Pierre Henry,
Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu, Erykah Badu.
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.