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 Bahamas and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Milan and Columbus.
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 organ 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 Theoretical Girls to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Soulsonic Force. All the underground hits.
All Stereo Dub tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Basic Channel 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Glenn Branca record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ossler,
Harpers Bizarre,
Boz Scaggs,
The Saints,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Roxette,
Monks,
The Techniques,
Fad Gadget,
Mo-Dettes,
UT,
Loose Ends,
The Doobie Brothers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Nirvana,
Mr. Review,
The Grass Roots,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Walker Brothers,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
John Cale,
DJ Style,
A Certain Ratio,
Absolute Body Control,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Moebius,
Quantec,
Boredoms,
Neil Young,
Lalo Schifrin,
a-ha,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bill Wells,
Yazoo,
Ituana,
Television,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Lakeside,
OOIOO,
Connie Case,
Rotary Connection,
Hardrive,
Rhythm & Sound,
Matthew Bourne,
China Crisis,
Leonard Cohen,
Symarip,
U.S. Maple,
Trumans Water,
New York Dolls,
Scratch Acid,
Main Source,
Eurythmics,
The Leaves,
Peter & Gordon,
Dorothy Ashby,
Half Japanese,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Beau Brummels,
Lalann, Lalann, Lalann, Lalann.
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.