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 Tunisia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Ubu show in Cleveland.
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 Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Todd Rundgren to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic. All the underground hits.
All The Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monochrome Set 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The New Christs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Connie Case,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
JFA,
Ice-T,
Matthew Halsall,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Rufus Thomas,
Y Pants,
Bad Manners,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Deepchord,
Sonic Youth,
Lou Christie,
Kerrie Biddell,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Half Japanese,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cybotron,
Soul Sonic Force,
Roxette,
Bill Wells,
cv313,
Flipper,
Sound Behaviour,
The Selecter,
Howard Jones,
June Days,
Camberwell Now,
Hashim,
Joy Division,
The Cramps,
Tom Boy,
Rites of Spring,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Thompson Twins,
Pylon,
Goldenarms,
The Dave Clark Five,
PIL,
The Victims,
Leonard Cohen,
Skarface,
The Fire Engines,
Minny Pops,
John Holt,
Technova,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Lucky Dragons,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
ABC,
Gang Green,
The Leaves,
David Bowie,
the Normal,
Flamin' Groovies,
Jesper Dahlback,
Judy Mowatt,
Barbara Tucker,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti, Infiniti.
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.