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 China and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television 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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 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 Skriet to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Magazine tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Todd Terry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a DeepChord presents Echospace record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sun Ra,
The Martian,
Marmalade,
Moebius,
Sarah Menescal,
Altered Images,
UT,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Charles Mingus,
Derrick May,
the Association,
Ituana,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pagans,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Steve Hackett,
ABC,
David Bowie,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Iggy Pop,
F. McDonald,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Jacob Miller,
Metal Thangz,
The Doobie Brothers,
Amon Düül II,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
John Lydon,
Outsiders,
Slick Rick,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Slits,
Scrapy,
Nils Olav,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Yellowson,
Ludus,
Sound Behaviour,
New York Dolls,
China Crisis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Mark Hollis,
Can,
Warren Ellis,
Scott Walker,
Piero Umiliani,
Rufus Thomas,
The Velvet Underground,
The Smoke,
X-Ray Spex,
Magma,
Stockholm Monsters,
Laurel Aitken,
Arab on Radar,
The Real Kids,
Swans,
Quando Quango,
Cameo,
Gang of Four,
Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet, Sällskapet.
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.