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 China and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 Outsiders to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Delon & Dalcan. All the underground hits.
All Gang of Four tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Symarip record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Fortunes,
The Pretty Things,
Jandek,
Interpol,
Ultimate Spinach,
Severed Heads,
Jeff Lynne,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Count Five,
Pulsallama,
The Victims,
Lucky Dragons,
The Velvet Underground,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Icehouse,
Donny Hathaway,
MC5,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ralphi Rosario,
Zero Boys,
Lindisfarne,
Cal Tjader,
Mo-Dettes,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Joyce Sims,
The Blues Magoos,
Marc Almond,
The Evens,
Shuggie Otis,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Trojans,
Lou Reed,
John Lydon,
Funkadelic,
Inner City,
Echospace,
the Human League,
Camberwell Now,
R.M.O.,
Bronski Beat,
ABC,
Warren Ellis,
B.T. Express,
Scott Walker,
Outsiders,
Derrick May,
Marmalade,
Sonny Sharrock,
Average White Band,
Aaron Thompson,
Clear Light,
a-ha,
Robert Wyatt,
Brick,
The Skatalites,
Jesper Dahlback,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Gang of Four,
Scratch Acid,
Con Funk Shun,
Basic Channel,
Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5, Delta 5.
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.