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 Monaco and from Glasgow.
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 1965 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Barbara Tucker to the dance 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 Visage. All the underground hits.
All Sarah Menescal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Infiniti 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Arcadia,
Deadbeat,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Marshall Jefferson,
Gerry Rafferty,
Bill Near,
Ornette Coleman,
Symarip,
The Evens,
The New Christs,
Suicide,
Television,
Q and Not U,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Index,
Soulsonic Force,
Johnny Clarke,
Fugazi,
Alison Limerick,
Dawn Penn,
The Modern Lovers,
Youth Brigade,
Andrew Hill,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Tears for Fears,
Simply Red,
Supertramp,
Theoretical Girls,
Nils Olav,
Tropical Tobacco,
Urselle,
Magma,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
the Slits,
Ituana,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Motorama,
Gang Starr,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Dead C,
June of 44,
Alton Ellis,
Grauzone,
Bang On A Can,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Letta Mbulu,
Moebius,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Drexciya,
EPMD,
Shuggie Otis,
Avey Tare,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Bobby Byrd,
Kurtis Blow,
Hoover,
Anakelly,
Danielle Patucci,
Sun City Girls,
Gang Green,
Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army, Tubeway Army.
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.