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 Colombia and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 Madrid and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dual Sessions to the electroclash 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 Radiohead. All the underground hits.
All Cybotron tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Siglo XX record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Aloha Tigers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ludus,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The American Breed,
Guru Guru,
KRS-One,
Delta 5,
The Neon Judgement,
Pagans,
Lebanon Hanover,
Nick Fraelich,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Real Kids,
Tears for Fears,
Scrapy,
UT,
Big Daddy Kane,
Gang Green,
The Fortunes,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Wolf Eyes,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Charles Mingus,
Scratch Acid,
Country Teasers,
Colin Newman,
Arthur Verocai,
Aloha Tigers,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Maleditus Sound,
Stockholm Monsters,
Barbara Tucker,
The Monks,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Matthew Bourne,
Judy Mowatt,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lou Reed,
The Tremeloes,
Visage,
Dark Day,
Mandrill,
Derrick Morgan,
Absolute Body Control,
One Last Wish,
H. Thieme,
The Divine Comedy,
Harmonia,
Mo-Dettes,
X-101,
The Seeds,
Arab on Radar,
Reagan Youth,
Fugazi,
Lalann,
Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse, Icehouse.
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.