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 Togo and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Johannesburg.
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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Neil Young to the rock 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 The United States of America. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Trojans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
New Order,
The Gun Club,
Y Pants,
Audionom,
John Holt,
The Mummies,
Toni Rubio,
the Normal,
Stiv Bators,
Eurythmics,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pagans,
A Certain Ratio,
The Stooges,
Boogie Down Productions,
Patti Smith,
Ohio Players,
Joey Negro,
Roger Hodgson,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Gap Band,
Mary Jane Girls,
June Days,
Massinfluence,
Moby Grape,
Black Pus,
Colin Newman,
Silicon Teens,
The Index,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Scion,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Evens,
Warren Ellis,
the Slits,
Matthew Bourne,
Mark Hollis,
Gil Scott Heron,
Harry Pussy,
Amon Düül,
U.S. Maple,
The Knickerbockers,
Pere Ubu,
Freddie Wadling,
Can,
H. Thieme,
Gabor Szabo,
Davy DMX,
Pantaleimon,
Roxette,
Funkadelic,
The Star Department,
Tubeway Army,
Cameo,
Kurtis Blow,
Albert Ayler,
Nirvana,
Qualms,
Intrusion,
Charles Mingus,
10cc,
kango's stein massive,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk, Talk Talk.
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.