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 Portugal and from Accra.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Winnipeg 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 sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Mummies 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 Lou Reed. All the underground hits.
All June Days tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Martian record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ohio Players record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
a-ha,
Sparks,
UT,
The Shadows of Knight,
Boz Scaggs,
Marcia Griffiths,
Index,
Roxy Music,
Johnny Clarke,
Wire,
Soul Sonic Force,
Nation of Ulysses,
One Last Wish,
FM Einheit,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Slackers,
Reagan Youth,
Neu!,
Television Personalities,
Eric Copeland,
Kerrie Biddell,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Leonard Cohen,
The Motions,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Sound Behaviour,
Adolescents,
R.M.O.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Eden Ahbez,
Ronan,
Arab on Radar,
Throbbing Gristle,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Arcadia,
Organ,
David Axelrod,
Babytalk,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
E-Dancer,
The Smoke,
Jacques Brel,
Groovy Waters,
Al Stewart,
Cecil Taylor,
Harry Pussy,
Grauzone,
Joy Division,
The Tremeloes,
Accadde A,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Crooked Eye,
Deepchord,
Trumans Water,
Lucky Dragons,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
the Sonics,
Tom Boy,
Agitation Free,
Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell, Rod Modell.
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.