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 Indonesia and from Milan.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 1976 at the first Chic practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Massinfluence to the rock 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 The Move. All the underground hits.
All Marshall Jefferson tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every a-ha record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kerrie Biddell record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Intrusion,
Piero Umiliani,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
The Gun Club,
T.S.O.L.,
Royal Trux,
Sandy B,
Marmalade,
Japan,
Morten Harket,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Letta Mbulu,
The Gap Band,
Eddi Front,
10cc,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Don Cherry,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Joensuu 1685,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Slackers,
Gil Scott Heron,
Marcia Griffiths,
Liliput,
Bill Near,
Danielle Patucci,
Scientists,
Excepter,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Main Source,
Con Funk Shun,
Soft Machine,
Amon Düül II,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Mad Mike,
Laurel Aitken,
Donald Byrd,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
World's Most,
Minutemen,
Au Pairs,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Tim Buckley,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Vainqueur,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Marshall Jefferson,
The Count Five,
Pagans,
Malaria!,
Alphaville,
Guru Guru,
The Monochrome Set,
Q and Not U,
Rod Modell,
Infiniti,
Mantronix,
The Angels of Light,
Unwound,
John Holt,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.