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 Belize and from Halifax.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 John Cale to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 One Last Wish. All the underground hits.
All Sad Lovers and Giants tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every T. Rex record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Divine Comedy,
Half Japanese,
Silicon Teens,
the Soft Cell,
F. McDonald,
Public Enemy,
The New Christs,
Black Moon,
Tommy Roe,
Pharoah Sanders,
Dawn Penn,
Davy DMX,
X-102,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Buzzcocks,
The Young Rascals,
New Order,
Bauhaus,
Lucky Dragons,
Whodini,
Johnny Clarke,
Idris Muhammad,
The Fire Engines,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Associates,
Quantec,
Franke,
Darondo,
Tim Buckley,
Brass Construction,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Al Stewart,
Fear,
Mars,
Michelle Simonal,
The Wake,
the Slits,
Roxy Music,
Sonic Youth,
Bang On A Can,
Nik Kershaw,
Radio Birdman,
Lou Christie,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Slackers,
The Black Dice,
David Axelrod,
Scientists,
Kurtis Blow,
La Düsseldorf,
The Modern Lovers,
The Standells,
the Sonics,
Laurel Aitken,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Rotary Connection,
Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims, Joyce Sims.
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.