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 Sierra Leone and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Toasters to the jazz 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 Angry Samoans. All the underground hits.
All Faust tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jeru the Damaja 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Moss Icon,
A Certain Ratio,
The Star Department,
Scan 7,
Y Pants,
Eli Mardock,
Qualms,
Theoretical Girls,
The Blackbyrds,
Yusef Lateef,
Zero Boys,
Dead Boys,
The Martian,
Hasil Adkins,
The Searchers,
Young Marble Giants,
Crispy Ambulance,
Aloha Tigers,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Motorama,
Cecil Taylor,
Peter & Gordon,
Patti Smith,
The Toasters,
Outsiders,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rakim,
The Dead C,
Bizarre Inc.,
Lightning Bolt,
Drexciya,
Donald Byrd,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
ABBA,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bauhaus,
Easy Going,
Kerrie Biddell,
Peter and Kerry,
Piero Umiliani,
Smog,
Maurizio,
Erasure,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Stockholm Monsters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
AZ,
Delon & Dalcan,
Excepter,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Al Stewart,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Crash Course in Science,
Quando Quango,
The Young Rascals,
Porter Ricks,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
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.