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 Netherlands and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Edmonton.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 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 David McCallum to the jazz 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 Oppenheimer Analysis. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DeepChord presents Echospace record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
Nick Fraelich,
the Association,
Rekid,
Marine Girls,
kango's stein massive,
AZ,
Minnie Riperton,
D'Angelo,
Fat Boys,
Wings,
David Axelrod,
Black Sheep,
The Associates,
Loose Ends,
Franke,
Mission of Burma,
Aaron Thompson,
Davy DMX,
Pagans,
The Fire Engines,
Darondo,
This Heat,
Roxette,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang Starr,
The Divine Comedy,
Alice Coltrane,
Jeru the Damaja,
Niagra,
Interpol,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Johnny Osbourne,
Soft Cell,
Robert Görl,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pole,
The Golliwogs,
Young Marble Giants,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
the Human League,
Qualms,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Pylon,
8 Eyed Spy,
Joey Negro,
Mary Jane Girls,
Black Bananas,
Moss Icon,
Basic Channel,
Joe Smooth,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Section 25,
Todd Rundgren,
The Gun Club,
Anthony Braxton,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Move,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi, Fugazi.
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.