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 Korea South and from Shanghai.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Jakarta.
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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Hardrive to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Pere Ubu. All the underground hits.
All Negative Approach tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Susan Cadogan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Monolake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Invisible,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Jerry's Kids,
Tears for Fears,
Kayak,
B.T. Express,
Neu!,
Bush Tetras,
Shuggie Otis,
Animal Collective,
Scan 7,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Offenders,
The Knickerbockers,
The Blues Magoos,
Soft Machine,
Simply Red,
Sugar Minott,
Maleditus Sound,
Quantec,
Sarah Menescal,
The Divine Comedy,
Kerrie Biddell,
Swell Maps,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Soul Sonic Force,
Symarip,
Johnny Osbourne,
Black Pus,
June Days,
Amazonics,
Dennis Brown,
Delta 5,
Bobby Sherman,
Q and Not U,
Camberwell Now,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Litter,
The Sonics,
The Vogues,
Erasure,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Essential Logic,
Minny Pops,
Mission of Burma,
Quando Quango,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Blancmange,
Tropical Tobacco,
Ponytail,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Reagan Youth,
Tomorrow,
Au Pairs,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
It's A Beautiful Day,
H. Thieme,
Ronan,
Rapeman,
The Residents,
Mantronix,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar, Barry Ungar.
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.