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 Comoros and from London.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Judy Mowatt to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Harry Pussy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Human League record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 linndrum and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ash Ra Tempel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pantytec,
Animal Collective,
Procol Harum,
Jeff Lynne,
Gerry Rafferty,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Unwound,
Isaac Hayes,
Lindisfarne,
Jerry's Kids,
Reagan Youth,
Jandek,
Gregory Isaacs,
Section 25,
Nick Fraelich,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Severed Heads,
The Mummies,
The Red Krayola,
Lungfish,
Scrapy,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
F. McDonald,
Joe Finger,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lalann,
Bootsy Collins,
Roxette,
Pole,
Arcadia,
The Barracudas,
Theoretical Girls,
The Shadows of Knight,
Swans,
Jimmy McGriff,
Bobby Womack,
Carl Craig,
Brass Construction,
The American Breed,
Black Flag,
Brand Nubian,
Mark Hollis,
Simply Red,
Porter Ricks,
Dawn Penn,
Oblivians,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
David Bowie,
Todd Rundgren,
the Germs,
Yellowson,
The Moody Blues,
Matthew Halsall,
Newcleus,
Sarah Menescal,
Scott Walker,
June of 44,
The Dave Clark Five,
Ohio Players,
Frankie Knuckles,
MDC,
Glenn Branca,
Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers, Country Teasers.
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.