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 South Sudan and from Manila.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Michael McDonald 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 Chrome to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Gabor Szabo. All the underground hits.
All Marcia Griffiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jeff Lynne,
Eric Dolphy,
DJ Style,
Newcleus,
Infiniti,
Loose Ends,
Unwound,
Zapp,
The Human League,
X-Ray Spex,
Boredoms,
Electric Light Orchestra,
U.S. Maple,
Section 25,
Kevin Saunderson,
Yazoo,
The Angels of Light,
Nils Olav,
Blossom Toes,
Albert Ayler,
ABC,
John Foxx,
Harmonia,
One Last Wish,
Lower 48,
John Lydon,
Brand Nubian,
Hot Snakes,
Swans,
KRS-One,
Matthew Halsall,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Skaos,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Schoolly D,
Josef K,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Reagan Youth,
Soulsonic Force,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Joyce Sims,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
the Normal,
Joe Smooth,
Janne Schatter,
Severed Heads,
Sun City Girls,
Ituana,
Nas,
Alison Limerick,
Heaven 17,
The Black Dice,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Electric Prunes,
Gabor Szabo,
Jacques Brel,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Tears for Fears,
Quando Quango,
Deadbeat,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger, Joe Finger.
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.