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 Rwanda and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1960 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York 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 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 Ossler to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Tubeway Army. All the underground hits.
All Barbara Tucker tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dead Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb 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?
Dual Sessions,
The Beau Brummels,
The Skatalites,
Brand Nubian,
Agent Orange,
Basic Channel,
X-102,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Joensuu 1685,
Joe Finger,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Camberwell Now,
Lyres,
Oblivians,
Eric Copeland,
Pere Ubu,
Mission of Burma,
Severed Heads,
Stereo Dub,
June of 44,
Gregory Isaacs,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Nirvana,
Panda Bear,
The Happenings,
Arab on Radar,
Robert Wyatt,
U.S. Maple,
Icehouse,
Blancmange,
Boogie Down Productions,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Dennis Brown,
The Vogues,
Neil Young,
Massinfluence,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Howard Jones,
Crispian St. Peters,
Terry Callier,
The Misunderstood,
Cybotron,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pet Shop Boys,
Erykah Badu,
Lightning Bolt,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
H. Thieme,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lalann,
Surgeon,
Vladislav Delay,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Piero Umiliani,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Siglo XX,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Jeff Mills,
Sparks,
The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs, The Golliwogs.
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.