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 Palau and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 theremin 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 Das Ding to the techno 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 Roxette. All the underground hits.
All The Residents tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Underground Resistance record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Qualms,
Lee Hazlewood,
Quadrant,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Fuzztones,
Junior Murvin,
Kayak,
Man Eating Sloth,
Siglo XX,
Grauzone,
Jacob Miller,
The Five Americans,
Dual Sessions,
10cc,
The Gun Club,
The Cramps,
Hardrive,
48th St. Collective,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Wolf Eyes,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Invisible,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Delon & Dalcan,
Surgeon,
Graham Central Station,
MDC,
Depeche Mode,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Bad Manners,
Iggy Pop,
Boredoms,
Hot Snakes,
Sparks,
Ultra Naté,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Leaves,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Rufus Thomas,
Youth Brigade,
The Remains,
Blancmange,
Leonard Cohen,
Drive Like Jehu,
Ossler,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Piero Umiliani,
Rosa Yemen,
Alton Ellis,
The Trojans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Litter,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Judy Mowatt,
Accadde A,
Darondo,
Soft Cell,
DNA,
Boz Scaggs,
the Normal,
Radiopuhelimet,
Groovy Waters,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.