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 Maldives and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Spokane.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet 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 The Offenders to the dance 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Connie Case tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 harpsichord and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ludus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Gichy Dan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joy Division,
Robert Wyatt,
Peter and Kerry,
Minutemen,
Television,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Faraquet,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Faust,
Graham Central Station,
L. Decosne,
ABC,
Adolescents,
Dave Gahan,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Howard Jones,
Jerry's Kids,
The Saints,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Rekid,
Blake Baxter,
Connie Case,
Rapeman,
FM Einheit,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
UT,
Johnny Osbourne,
The Monks,
Angry Samoans,
Gang Starr,
Barry Ungar,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Toni Rubio,
X-102,
Mark Hollis,
Matthew Halsall,
Roxy Music,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Sällskapet,
Grey Daturas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Crispian St. Peters,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Scratch Acid,
Pierre Henry,
Grandmaster Flash,
Tears for Fears,
Fluxion,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.