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 Vietnam and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1960 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Portland.
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 mellotron 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 Joyce Sims to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Ten City. All the underground hits.
All Soul II Soul tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fugs 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lucky Dragons,
Yaz,
JFA,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Scion,
Barrington Levy,
Faust,
Alice Coltrane,
Maurizio,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Bootsy Collins,
Ultravox,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Roxette,
Barry Ungar,
Johnny Osbourne,
Con Funk Shun,
the Association,
Mr. Review,
Matthew Halsall,
Underground Resistance,
Rekid,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Mary Jane Girls,
Young Marble Giants,
Sandy B,
Girls At Our Best!,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Absolute Body Control,
The Moody Blues,
Infiniti,
Von Mondo,
Sister Nancy,
Drive Like Jehu,
Anthony Braxton,
Qualms,
The Raincoats,
Bush Tetras,
Susan Cadogan,
Camberwell Now,
Mo-Dettes,
Model 500,
Mantronix,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ralphi Rosario,
the Swans,
Arab on Radar,
Brothers Johnson,
Crispy Ambulance,
Matthew Bourne,
Toni Rubio,
Pole,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Freddie Wadling,
Kurtis Blow,
Sexual Harrassment,
New Order,
Banda Bassotti,
Whodini,
The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds, The Blackbyrds.
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.