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 Benin and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle show in London.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Livin' Joy to the grime 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 Heaven 17. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kango’s Stein Massive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Heavy D & The Boyz record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultimate Spinach,
The Smiths,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Motorama,
Negative Approach,
Terrestrial Tones,
Basic Channel,
The Cramps,
Absolute Body Control,
DJ Sneak,
Freddie Wadling,
Lakeside,
Michelle Simonal,
Surgeon,
Sun Ra,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Girls At Our Best!,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Beau Brummels,
Flash Fearless,
Metal Thangz,
Sister Nancy,
Eve St. Jones,
The Invisible,
The Velvet Underground,
Fluxion,
Unrelated Segments,
the Bar-Kays,
Blossom Toes,
Soul II Soul,
Sly & The Family Stone,
David Axelrod,
Shuggie Otis,
Ituana,
Tubeway Army,
Average White Band,
Donny Hathaway,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Talk Talk,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sarah Menescal,
These Immortal Souls,
Quadrant,
Half Japanese,
Glenn Branca,
Au Pairs,
Iggy Pop,
Agent Orange,
Interpol,
Massinfluence,
Aloha Tigers,
Schoolly D,
Scratch Acid,
The Knickerbockers,
the Association,
Ash Ra Tempel,
The Black Dice,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare,
Jeff Lynne,
The Pop Group,
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.