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 Brazil and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic 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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the snare 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 Trumans Water to the techno 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 Hasil Adkins. All the underground hits.
All Con Funk Shun tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Patti Smith 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Q and Not U record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Zapp,
Kurtis Blow,
Eli Mardock,
Qualms,
E-Dancer,
Swell Maps,
Soft Cell,
Angry Samoans,
Neu!,
Gabor Szabo,
John Cale,
Warren Ellis,
Carl Craig,
The Leaves,
The Offenders,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Marine Girls,
B.T. Express,
Rufus Thomas,
Roger Hodgson,
T. Rex,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
David Bowie,
Jerry's Kids,
MDC,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Reagan Youth,
Sister Nancy,
Kayak,
Sugar Minott,
The Cure,
Bill Near,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
June of 44,
Scott Walker,
Cheater Slicks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Khruangbin,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The J.B.'s,
Shoche,
The Cramps,
Liliput,
Boredoms,
The Blackbyrds,
Mo-Dettes,
Metal Thangz,
the Soft Cell,
The Searchers,
Fatback Band,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Magazine,
CMW,
The Move,
Easy Going,
PIL,
Urselle,
Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can, Bang On A Can.
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.