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 East Timor and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Gories to the disco 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 Lungfish. All the underground hits.
All Jesper Dahlbäck tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gil Scott Heron 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tim Buckley,
Basic Channel,
Dave Gahan,
Massinfluence,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Eurythmics,
Deadbeat,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Index,
Pharoah Sanders,
the Sonics,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
U.S. Maple,
Sällskapet,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Roy Ayers,
Young Marble Giants,
Monks,
Hot Snakes,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Slick Rick,
Nico,
Q and Not U,
Lyres,
The Star Department,
Soft Machine,
Minor Threat,
Maurizio,
The Fuzztones,
Derrick May,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Residents,
These Immortal Souls,
Half Japanese,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Doors,
Kas Product,
Big Daddy Kane,
Throbbing Gristle,
Eric B and Rakim,
Carl Craig,
Porter Ricks,
Gil Scott Heron,
the Swans,
Godley & Creme,
World's Most,
Ossler,
Country Joe & The Fish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Martian,
Howard Jones,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Rekid,
Bronski Beat,
The New Christs,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Drexciya,
The Vogues,
John Cale, John Cale, John Cale, 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.