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 Somalia and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 The Dirtbombs to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Scan 7. All the underground hits.
All Delta 5 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxette,
The Fuzztones,
Suburban Knight,
Marine Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Ohio Players,
Jacob Miller,
Deadbeat,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Animal Collective,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jeff Mills,
Sam Rivers,
Young Marble Giants,
Stereo Dub,
The Real Kids,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Crispian St. Peters,
Magazine,
Todd Terry,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Names,
Eric Copeland,
Glambeats Corp.,
Bizarre Inc.,
Joyce Sims,
The Fugs,
Judy Mowatt,
The Flesh Eaters,
Shuggie Otis,
Little Man,
Bobbi Humphrey,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Selecter,
Joensuu 1685,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sun Ra,
Saccharine Trust,
Icehouse,
Tim Buckley,
Juan Atkins,
Roy Ayers,
John Foxx,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Terry Callier,
Das Ding,
DJ Style,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Stetsasonic,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Smoke,
Kas Product,
UT,
Patti Smith,
Underground Resistance,
Brothers Johnson,
David Axelrod,
Pere Ubu,
Yaz,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.