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 Gabon and from Manila.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 theremin 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 Robert Wyatt to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Gang Gang Dance. All the underground hits.
All Supertramp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Saints record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a It's A Beautiful Day record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Outsiders,
Altered Images,
The Pretty Things,
the Soft Cell,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Minor Threat,
CMW,
A Certain Ratio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Tremeloes,
Nas,
The Blues Magoos,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Vladislav Delay,
Quando Quango,
Peter and Kerry,
Monks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sugar Minott,
Crash Course in Science,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Sparks,
Lower 48,
Wings,
Sound Behaviour,
Scratch Acid,
Suburban Knight,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Moody Blues,
Bang On A Can,
The Grass Roots,
Au Pairs,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Sun Ra,
Brick,
T.S.O.L.,
The Names,
Goldenarms,
Bobby Sherman,
Basic Channel,
Radiohead,
Mantronix,
Charles Mingus,
The Flesh Eaters,
the Human League,
Oneida,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Radio Birdman,
The Durutti Column,
Delta 5,
Flash Fearless,
Dead Boys,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Fuzztones,
Brass Construction,
Tom Boy,
Moss Icon,
New Age Steppers,
Q65,
David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie, David Bowie.
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.