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 Portugal and from Madrid.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Guru Guru to the disco kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Nico. All the underground hits.
All Organ tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kaleidoscope 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Five Americans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tears for Fears,
Soft Cell,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Mary Jane Girls,
Chris Corsano,
Negative Approach,
Scientists,
Wally Richardson,
The Saints,
Television,
Warren Ellis,
Rod Modell,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Kevin Saunderson,
Massinfluence,
Lower 48,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Babytalk,
The Kinks,
DJ Style,
Frankie Knuckles,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Guru Guru,
Delta 5,
Grandmaster Flash,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy Collins,
Radiohead,
The Evens,
Rufus Thomas,
The Slits,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Masters at Work,
Aswad,
The New Christs,
The Zeros,
Faraquet,
Faust,
The Doors,
Dave Gahan,
Colin Newman,
Pere Ubu,
John Cale,
The Misunderstood,
Kenny Larkin,
Cluster,
Fela Kuti,
The Black Dice,
Glambeats Corp.,
Moebius,
Ronan,
Malaria!,
Dual Sessions,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Funky Four + One,
Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock, Eli Mardock.
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.