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 Austria and from London.
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 1964 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Stockholm.
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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Technova to the jazz 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 Fear. All the underground hits.
All Lungfish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABC record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Electric Prunes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gerry Rafferty,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gang Green,
The Last Poets,
Pylon,
Lebanon Hanover,
Neil Young,
Sugar Minott,
The Velvet Underground,
Joey Negro,
Faust,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yellowson,
Alison Limerick,
Kas Product,
The Monochrome Set,
Fatback Band,
Hoover,
Moby Grape,
The Gap Band,
Patti Smith,
Motorama,
The Human League,
Deakin,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Y Pants,
Smog,
the Bar-Kays,
Idris Muhammad,
The Vogues,
Tomorrow,
Erykah Badu,
Kerrie Biddell,
Boz Scaggs,
Ten City,
Albert Ayler,
Sex Pistols,
Sun City Girls,
Kevin Saunderson,
Television Personalities,
Vainqueur,
Mr. Review,
Scratch Acid,
Oneida,
Camberwell Now,
The Count Five,
Rapeman,
Laurel Aitken,
Mantronix,
The Smoke,
Harmonia,
Rites of Spring,
Moebius,
Kool Moe Dee,
Quando Quango,
Eddi Front,
Pole,
E-Dancer,
Suburban Knight,
The Walker Brothers,
The Dave Clark Five,
Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon, Moss Icon.
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.