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 Antigua and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 Woodstock and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 DNA to the rock 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 Connie Case. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Residents record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth 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?
a-ha,
Connie Case,
Quando Quango,
Cal Tjader,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Gun Club,
Groovy Waters,
Jimmy McGriff,
Excepter,
Deepchord,
K-Klass,
Second Layer,
Dennis Brown,
Organ,
Outsiders,
10cc,
DJ Sneak,
Man Eating Sloth,
David Bowie,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Talk Talk,
Nils Olav,
Index,
Skaos,
Minutemen,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Bill Wells,
Ossler,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Slits,
The Dead C,
The Five Americans,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Barrington Levy,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Roxette,
Kas Product,
Can,
Q and Not U,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Angry Samoans,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Fugazi,
Stetsasonic,
Young Marble Giants,
The Count Five,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Patti Smith,
Byron Stingily,
Lower 48,
The Neon Judgement,
Peter and Kerry,
The Trojans,
World's Most,
Easy Going,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Dave Gahan,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Livin' Joy,
Glenn Branca,
Maurizio,
Alison Limerick,
Sparks, Sparks, Sparks, Sparks.
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.