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 Indonesia and from Cairo.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba 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 Organ to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Blancmange. All the underground hits.
All The Smiths tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every JFA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Walker Brothers,
Alice Coltrane,
Popol Vuh,
Marc Almond,
Harmonia,
Pierre Henry,
The Mojo Men,
Tommy Roe,
Dead Boys,
Rotary Connection,
Robert Hood,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Mars,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Agitation Free,
Pagans,
James White and The Blacks,
Mr. Review,
Bronski Beat,
The Count Five,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Wolf Eyes,
Parry Music,
The Fortunes,
Blancmange,
Interpol,
Scientists,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
10cc,
The Angels of Light,
Grey Daturas,
Bob Dylan,
FM Einheit,
DJ Sneak,
Alton Ellis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Barracudas,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Kas Product,
Jacob Miller,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Brass Construction,
The J.B.'s,
Index,
Schoolly D,
Nation of Ulysses,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Litter,
Electric Prunes,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Gap Band,
Scion,
Buzzcocks,
Byron Stingily,
Thompson Twins,
The Zeros,
Moss Icon,
The Dirtbombs,
The Offenders,
Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes, Isaac Hayes.
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.