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 Libya and from Tokyo.
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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Morten Harket to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Stereo Dub. All the underground hits.
All Nils Olav tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Velvet Underground record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
Fluxion,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Walker Brothers,
Sound Behaviour,
Quantec,
Colin Newman,
a-ha,
Qualms,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Beau Brummels,
Shoche,
Panda Bear,
Isaac Hayes,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Gil Scott Heron,
Delon & Dalcan,
Laurel Aitken,
Goldenarms,
Public Enemy,
Hashim,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Funkadelic,
Radio Birdman,
Nils Olav,
UT,
The Black Dice,
Josef K,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Aswad,
The Dave Clark Five,
Rufus Thomas,
Newcleus,
The Searchers,
Harmonia,
Ronnie Foster,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Freddie Wadling,
Soft Cell,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Pere Ubu,
Roxette,
Swans,
Warsaw,
Dark Day,
David McCallum,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
CMW,
Patti Smith,
FM Einheit,
Eric Dolphy,
John Lydon,
The Happenings,
Popol Vuh,
Roy Ayers,
Pet Shop Boys,
Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat, Deadbeat.
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.