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 Thailand and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Bronski Beat show in Brixton.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 theremin 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 Interpol to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Section 25. All the underground hits.
All The Doors tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Monolake 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 '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gichy Dan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Shuggie Otis,
Scion,
Dual Sessions,
Cymande,
R.M.O.,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Sparks,
Agent Orange,
Pussy Galore,
Gastr Del Sol,
the Normal,
Guru Guru,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Moss Icon,
Ossler,
Lightning Bolt,
The Invisible,
The Kinks,
10cc,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
New Age Steppers,
The Leaves,
The Seeds,
Babytalk,
Ponytail,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Golliwogs,
The Angels of Light,
Silicon Teens,
Reuben Wilson,
Neil Young,
Q65,
cv313,
Ituana,
Ronnie Foster,
The Cowsills,
The Modern Lovers,
Dawn Penn,
The Sonics,
Shoche,
Stockholm Monsters,
Delta 5,
The Fuzztones,
Amon Düül II,
Jacques Brel,
Marc Almond,
Jacob Miller,
Bauhaus,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Mars,
The Slackers,
Sound Behaviour,
The Moody Blues,
Todd Terry,
Cecil Taylor,
Simply Red,
Tubeway Army,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bill Near,
Sun City Girls,
Siglo XX,
The Fall,
Fatback Band,
The Cramps,
The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths, The Smiths.
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.