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 Tanzania and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 the Sonics to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Scrapy. All the underground hits.
All Chrome tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wire record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Quando Quango,
The Gun Club,
Massinfluence,
Bronski Beat,
Cybotron,
Howard Jones,
Supertramp,
The Sonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
One Last Wish,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Todd Terry,
Gong,
Terrestrial Tones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Josef K,
Drexciya,
Sarah Menescal,
the Swans,
Kool Moe Dee,
Moebius,
James White and The Blacks,
Rekid,
Colin Newman,
The Standells,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
The Sound,
Eden Ahbez,
Black Moon,
Ronnie Foster,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Radiohead,
Deadbeat,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Erasure,
Barclay James Harvest,
Todd Rundgren,
Fad Gadget,
Excepter,
The Detroit Cobras,
Accadde A,
Pantaleimon,
Reuben Wilson,
Robert Wyatt,
Barrington Levy,
Procol Harum,
Aaron Thompson,
Gastr Del Sol,
Tropical Tobacco,
Joy Division,
The Beau Brummels,
Eli Mardock,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Blackbyrds,
Blake Baxter,
The Alarm Clocks,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Walker Brothers,
Con Funk Shun,
Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu, Pere Ubu.
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.