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 Benin and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 mellotron 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 E-Dancer to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All The Blackbyrds tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Hood 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ponytail record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Interpol,
The Sound,
T.S.O.L.,
8 Eyed Spy,
ABC,
Suburban Knight,
The Trojans,
Kayak,
Isaac Hayes,
Aswad,
Boredoms,
Robert Görl,
The Moody Blues,
New York Dolls,
Roxy Music,
Shuggie Otis,
Sound Behaviour,
The Modern Lovers,
Scientists,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Cecil Taylor,
Aloha Tigers,
JFA,
The Remains,
Soulsonic Force,
Tears for Fears,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Barracudas,
Ronan,
Eurythmics,
Glenn Branca,
Tommy Roe,
Jacob Miller,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Smiths,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Derrick Morgan,
Peter and Kerry,
Bootsy Collins,
China Crisis,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Youth Brigade,
The Busters,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Flipper,
Bizarre Inc.,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Flesh Eaters,
Main Source,
Country Teasers,
The Doors,
Swell Maps,
Moby Grape,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Blackbyrds,
Organ,
Susan Cadogan,
Wally Richardson,
Camberwell Now,
H. Thieme,
Television,
Scan 7,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.