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 Afghanistan and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Houston 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 spring reverb 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 Bluetip to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Brass Construction. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every One Last Wish record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sound,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Invisible,
8 Eyed Spy,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Dawn Penn,
Minor Threat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Thompson Twins,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Tremeloes,
Roxy Music,
Young Marble Giants,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Black Flag,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Eddi Front,
U.S. Maple,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Dave Clark Five,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Neon Judgement,
Marine Girls,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Scott Walker,
Bobby Womack,
The Skatalites,
X-Ray Spex,
Bob Dylan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Public Image Ltd.,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aural Exciters,
Arthur Verocai,
Radiohead,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Animal Collective,
Gang Starr,
Lalann,
Brothers Johnson,
Rosa Yemen,
Gregory Isaacs,
Jacob Miller,
Circle Jerks,
Kaleidoscope,
Theoretical Girls,
Boz Scaggs,
OOIOO,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Roxette,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Pere Ubu,
Bluetip,
Judy Mowatt,
Newcleus,
Surgeon,
Saccharine Trust,
The Smiths,
The Vogues,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Kenny Larkin,
Desert Stars,
The Fuzztones,
Q65, Q65, Q65, Q65.
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.