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 Uzbekistan and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia 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 1961 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 guitar 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 Outsiders to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Dave Gahan. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Erasure 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Connie Case record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Matthew Bourne,
Fear,
ABBA,
DNA,
Bill Near,
The Electric Prunes,
Chris & Cosey,
Sparks,
The Walker Brothers,
The Pretty Things,
Section 25,
Cymande,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Mission of Burma,
The Stooges,
The Invisible,
Erykah Badu,
Rufus Thomas,
The Cowsills,
Simply Red,
China Crisis,
Reuben Wilson,
Loose Ends,
Q65,
Wasted Youth,
Von Mondo,
Toni Rubio,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Monochrome Set,
Essential Logic,
Unwound,
Camouflage,
Harmonia,
Kevin Saunderson,
Negative Approach,
Joyce Sims,
Inner City,
The Selecter,
The United States of America,
Half Japanese,
Barrington Levy,
Flamin' Groovies,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Slave,
Fad Gadget,
Amon Düül II,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Dark Day,
Wire,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Gang Green,
Gregory Isaacs,
Radiopuhelimet,
Henry Cow,
Niagra,
Groovy Waters,
Dennis Brown,
Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley, Tim Buckley.
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.