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 South Africa and from Lagos.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Mexico City.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Happenings to the funk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Todd Rundgren. All the underground hits.
All Stiv Bators tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Isaac Hayes 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Hasil Adkins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Outsiders,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Arcadia,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Swell Maps,
Dennis Brown,
Funkadelic,
The Techniques,
Joey Negro,
Gabor Szabo,
Amon Düül,
Robert Hood,
Bill Near,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slackers,
The Index,
Main Source,
Sexual Harrassment,
Jawbox,
Hoover,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Peter and Kerry,
Stiv Bators,
The Gap Band,
Tears for Fears,
Prince Buster,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sugar Minott,
The American Breed,
Organ,
Magazine,
Freddie Wadling,
The Zeros,
Livin' Joy,
Simply Red,
The United States of America,
Dawn Penn,
Jacob Miller,
Bad Manners,
the Normal,
Bill Wells,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Pole,
Ken Boothe,
The Standells,
FM Einheit,
Newcleus,
Lungfish,
Camberwell Now,
Oblivians,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Au Pairs,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Joyce Sims,
Desert Stars,
The Divine Comedy,
Symarip,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak, DJ Sneak.
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.