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 Taiwan and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 Lou Reed 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 James White and The Blacks 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 Nils Olav. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nirvana 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Public Enemy,
Sällskapet,
Davy DMX,
Eurythmics,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Index,
Bill Near,
Arab on Radar,
Fat Boys,
Stiv Bators,
MDC,
Clear Light,
Wolf Eyes,
Mr. Review,
Spandau Ballet,
the Soft Cell,
Rites of Spring,
Zapp,
Neu!,
Fad Gadget,
Sparks,
The Associates,
La Düsseldorf,
Girls At Our Best!,
Basic Channel,
the Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Brick,
Buzzcocks,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Zero Boys,
Jeff Lynne,
Unwound,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Max Romeo,
Kayak,
Siglo XX,
Saccharine Trust,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Juan Atkins,
Deepchord,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
The Five Americans,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Quadrant,
Cheater Slicks,
Minutemen,
Faust,
Eli Mardock,
Don Cherry,
Monks,
Country Teasers,
UT,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Oblivians,
Dorothy Ashby,
Ice-T,
Anthony Braxton,
Bronski Beat,
Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke, Johnny Clarke.
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.