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 Panama and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Manchester.
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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Mission of Burma to the electroclash kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 These Immortal Souls. All the underground hits.
All The Divine Comedy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Normal record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swell Maps,
Rhythm & Sound,
Pantaleimon,
The Standells,
LL Cool J,
Jeff Mills,
Spoonie Gee,
These Immortal Souls,
The Litter,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gastr Del Sol,
MC5,
David McCallum,
Q65,
The Velvet Underground,
Oblivians,
Main Source,
Ponytail,
The Associates,
Simply Red,
Goldenarms,
PIL,
Camberwell Now,
The Cosmic Jokers,
FM Einheit,
Subhumans,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jacques Brel,
Newcleus,
Slick Rick,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Desert Stars,
Ralphi Rosario,
Dennis Brown,
The Fire Engines,
Rekid,
Cameo,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
In Retrospect,
Urselle,
The Doors,
Essential Logic,
The Invisible,
Bobby Womack,
The Smoke,
Vladislav Delay,
Letta Mbulu,
The Happenings,
Oneida,
Radio Birdman,
The Durutti Column,
The Evens,
AZ,
Stetsasonic,
The Fortunes,
Jeff Lynne,
Alton Ellis,
Eli Mardock,
Jandek,
Morten Harket,
Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light, Clear Light.
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.