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 Spokane.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Spokane.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Dark Day to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Sunsets and Hearts tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Neil Young & Crazy Horse record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Drive Like Jehu,
The Mummies,
Eric Dolphy,
Babytalk,
Lower 48,
The Dave Clark Five,
China Crisis,
Fat Boys,
Goldenarms,
FM Einheit,
Crime,
the Sonics,
Leonard Cohen,
Johnny Osbourne,
the Human League,
Robert Wyatt,
Chris Corsano,
Mantronix,
Bang On A Can,
Isaac Hayes,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Yellowson,
DJ Sneak,
the Germs,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quadrant,
The Mojo Men,
Joe Smooth,
The Human League,
The Doobie Brothers,
Brick,
Marshall Jefferson,
Livin' Joy,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Knickerbockers,
The United States of America,
Groovy Waters,
Pierre Henry,
Prince Buster,
John Foxx,
Flipper,
The New Christs,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Saccharine Trust,
These Immortal Souls,
Michelle Simonal,
Soft Cell,
Desert Stars,
Fluxion,
Ludus,
Howard Jones,
Barrington Levy,
Peter & Gordon,
The Moleskins,
The Gun Club,
Motorama,
Lakeside,
The Kinks,
The Shadows of Knight,
Tears for Fears,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.