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 Malaysia and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Houston.
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 arpeggiator 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 Connie Case to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Peter & Gordon. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every John Lydon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Wally Richardson,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ultravox,
Laurel Aitken,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Scientists,
Brothers Johnson,
Jeff Lynne,
China Crisis,
JFA,
Terry Callier,
Bush Tetras,
The Names,
Erasure,
The Mummies,
the Slits,
Mark Hollis,
Bob Dylan,
Altered Images,
Dual Sessions,
Warren Ellis,
The Martian,
Von Mondo,
Bauhaus,
Eyeless In Gaza,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Gladiators,
Gang Green,
Brick,
The Busters,
E-Dancer,
The Real Kids,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Swans,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cameo,
Marshall Jefferson,
Eve St. Jones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Mo-Dettes,
Sandy B,
The Victims,
The Last Poets,
Tim Buckley,
Siglo XX,
Bluetip,
Harpers Bizarre,
Fear,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Infiniti,
Todd Rundgren,
Arcadia,
Aural Exciters,
Jandek,
Glenn Branca,
Bobby Sherman,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Michelle Simonal,
Half Japanese,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band, Manfred Mann's Earth Band.
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.