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 Venezuela and from Hong Kong.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Albert Ayler to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All Nas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Colin Newman 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tubeway Army record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Boredoms,
Brass Construction,
The Evens,
The Slits,
The Gories,
Prince Buster,
Moby Grape,
The Detroit Cobras,
Aswad,
Blossom Toes,
Bobby Sherman,
The Mojo Men,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Real Kids,
Erykah Badu,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Depeche Mode,
Crash Course in Science,
the Swans,
Howard Jones,
Grey Daturas,
Skarface,
The Dead C,
The Durutti Column,
Lebanon Hanover,
Flash Fearless,
Tres Demented,
The Trojans,
The Happenings,
Dave Gahan,
Colin Newman,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Modern Lovers,
the Germs,
Peter and Kerry,
Yusef Lateef,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Aaron Thompson,
AZ,
Qualms,
Bauhaus,
Ken Boothe,
Leonard Cohen,
Ice-T,
Throbbing Gristle,
Roy Ayers,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Jacques Brel,
Jeru the Damaja,
Clear Light,
Patti Smith,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Radio Birdman,
Be Bop Deluxe,
New Order,
Neu!,
Public Enemy,
Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks, Cheater Slicks.
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.