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 Rwanda and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 The Moleskins to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Pharoah Sanders. All the underground hits.
All Q65 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Outsiders 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drive Like Jehu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Main Source,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
H. Thieme,
Amon Düül II,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Arcadia,
Nirvana,
Oneida,
Japan,
Sight & Sound,
Yaz,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Janne Schatter,
Khruangbin,
Ohio Players,
Grandmaster Flash,
Joy Division,
The Star Department,
the Association,
Mission of Burma,
Michelle Simonal,
Mad Mike,
Sparks,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Invisible,
The Mummies,
Jerry's Kids,
Mo-Dettes,
Blake Baxter,
Albert Ayler,
The Fortunes,
La Düsseldorf,
Section 25,
Au Pairs,
Quando Quango,
Model 500,
David Axelrod,
The Selecter,
The Red Krayola,
Cybotron,
Faust,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
F. McDonald,
The Gap Band,
the Slits,
48th St. Collective,
Girls At Our Best!,
Tomorrow,
OOIOO,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Move,
Maleditus Sound,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Donald Byrd,
The United States of America,
Ice-T,
Pussy Galore,
Motorama,
Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar, Arab on Radar.
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.