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 San Marino and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 sitar 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 La Düsseldorf to the punk 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 Tomorrow. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultravox record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Association,
The Remains,
Robert Hood,
China Crisis,
Eden Ahbez,
Max Romeo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Scott Walker,
The Gladiators,
Rosa Yemen,
John Cale,
Sound Behaviour,
Masters at Work,
U.S. Maple,
Minor Threat,
Connie Case,
Faraquet,
Girls At Our Best!,
Parry Music,
Sarah Menescal,
Soulsonic Force,
Loose Ends,
Slick Rick,
Eric B and Rakim,
MC5,
Lucky Dragons,
Alphaville,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Buzzcocks,
Ponytail,
Bronski Beat,
The Zeros,
cv313,
Grey Daturas,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
James White and The Blacks,
Swell Maps,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Porter Ricks,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Dead C,
Barbara Tucker,
Danielle Patucci,
Pylon,
The Doors,
Cluster,
The Red Krayola,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Radio Birdman,
The Selecter,
Tears for Fears,
The Barracudas,
The Motions,
Ornette Coleman,
Mars,
Marcia Griffiths,
Jeru the Damaja,
The American Breed,
Lou Christie,
Black Sheep,
Piero Umiliani,
The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground, The Velvet Underground.
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.