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 Tanzania and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 1967 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 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 Outsiders to the dance 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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All Buzzcocks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cabaret Voltaire 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?
Oneida,
Scott Walker,
cv313,
Clear Light,
Bobby Womack,
One Last Wish,
Bobby Sherman,
Robert Hood,
The Residents,
Bill Wells,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Zeros,
Rapeman,
Rekid,
Unwound,
Anakelly,
Gang of Four,
Metal Thangz,
Pagans,
Soft Machine,
Kool Moe Dee,
Warren Ellis,
The Gories,
Masters at Work,
Buzzcocks,
Barclay James Harvest,
New Order,
Sarah Menescal,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
L. Decosne,
Soft Cell,
Icehouse,
The United States of America,
Wasted Youth,
Pierre Henry,
Technova,
Minny Pops,
The Skatalites,
UT,
The Gap Band,
The Dead C,
Bronski Beat,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Eric B and Rakim,
Roxy Music,
Matthew Halsall,
Cal Tjader,
10cc,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
AZ,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Q65,
Ultra Naté,
Interpol,
Donald Byrd,
Yazoo,
Grey Daturas,
The Grass Roots,
Black Pus,
E-Dancer,
Sonny Sharrock,
Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale, Lou Reed & John Cale.
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.