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 Benin and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Inner City to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Oneida. All the underground hits.
All Radiohead tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gregory Isaacs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an oboe and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
David McCallum,
Warsaw,
The Detroit Cobras,
The Cowsills,
The Blackbyrds,
Eurythmics,
Alphaville,
Funky Four + One,
the Sonics,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Radiohead,
Marmalade,
the Human League,
Dark Day,
Morten Harket,
Chris Corsano,
Bobby Byrd,
Colin Newman,
Jawbox,
Ultra Naté,
Reagan Youth,
The Victims,
Swell Maps,
Bob Dylan,
Susan Cadogan,
Thee Headcoats,
10cc,
The Litter,
Duran Duran,
X-102,
Ludus,
Junior Murvin,
Rekid,
Angry Samoans,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
the Slits,
Nik Kershaw,
Arthur Verocai,
The Index,
Roxy Music,
Shoche,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Marvin Gaye,
Peter & Gordon,
China Crisis,
Liliput,
The Fire Engines,
Magazine,
Boz Scaggs,
Davy DMX,
Byron Stingily,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Bang On A Can,
Harmonia,
Don Cherry,
Crime,
Barry Ungar,
Faust,
Jandek,
Throbbing Gristle,
Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May, Derrick May.
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.