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 Argentina and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 The Busters to the rock 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 Bobby Sherman. All the underground hits.
All Tubeway Army tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visage record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Selector Dub Narcotic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Lalann,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Frankie Knuckles,
Nico,
The Trojans,
Khruangbin,
Boogie Down Productions,
Faust,
ABBA,
John Foxx,
The Standells,
Jawbox,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Erykah Badu,
Leonard Cohen,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Gil Scott Heron,
Altered Images,
Bootsy Collins,
Brothers Johnson,
Joensuu 1685,
Dennis Brown,
Nik Kershaw,
Gong,
Howard Jones,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Sugar Minott,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Peter & Gordon,
Alison Limerick,
AZ,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Velvet Underground,
Dark Day,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
48th St. Collective,
Sonny Sharrock,
R.M.O.,
The Blues Magoos,
Curtis Mayfield,
10cc,
Rod Modell,
Nick Fraelich,
Clear Light,
Cymande,
Rufus Thomas,
Alice Coltrane,
Boz Scaggs,
Throbbing Gristle,
Cluster,
Sonic Youth,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Niagra,
Ten City,
Oblivians,
Rhythm & Sound,
Depeche Mode,
Chris & Cosey,
Black Pus,
The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy, The Sisters of Mercy.
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.