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 Luxembourg and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Paris and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Seoul 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 synthesizer 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 Jawbox to the disco kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jesper Dahlbäck. All the underground hits.
All Harmonia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Easy Going record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
DNA,
Tim Buckley,
The Monks,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
KRS-One,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Silicon Teens,
Aaron Thompson,
Magazine,
Neil Young,
Ludus,
Jacques Brel,
The United States of America,
The Saints,
The Fuzztones,
LL Cool J,
The Dave Clark Five,
Scientists,
Ronnie Foster,
Peter & Gordon,
Minutemen,
JFA,
Ponytail,
Steve Hackett,
Cluster,
Underground Resistance,
Shuggie Otis,
John Cale,
The Motions,
Gregory Isaacs,
James White and The Blacks,
The Five Americans,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Goldenarms,
The Fugs,
Cheater Slicks,
Big Daddy Kane,
The Moleskins,
Jeff Lynne,
Zapp,
Bluetip,
Sister Nancy,
Television,
The Selecter,
Wally Richardson,
Crooked Eye,
Skaos,
Nils Olav,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Mantronix,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Drexciya,
Terry Callier,
Ten City,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Black Dice,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.