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 Germany and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Echospace to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Camouflage. All the underground hits.
All Bronski Beat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Leonard Cohen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tommy Roe record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacob Miller,
Terrestrial Tones,
Robert Hood,
Black Sheep,
Black Moon,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
La Düsseldorf,
Soul II Soul,
Kevin Saunderson,
Monolake,
Can,
Buzzcocks,
Scott Walker,
Echospace,
Au Pairs,
The Five Americans,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radio Birdman,
Joe Finger,
Bad Manners,
Thompson Twins,
Roger Hodgson,
Quadrant,
Circle Jerks,
Arcadia,
Depeche Mode,
Rekid,
Throbbing Gristle,
Joyce Sims,
The Toasters,
Mary Jane Girls,
Nico,
The Shadows of Knight,
Todd Terry,
JFA,
cv313,
Glenn Branca,
Sexual Harrassment,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Matthew Bourne,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Maleditus Sound,
Hardrive,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
L. Decosne,
Jawbox,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
The Young Rascals,
Black Flag,
Warren Ellis,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jacques Brel,
Magma,
The Invisible,
Livin' Joy,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Kool Moe Dee,
Bob Dylan,
The Dead C,
Skriet,
Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs, Boz Scaggs.
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.