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 Nicaragua and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 clarinet 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 World's Most to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Fluxion. All the underground hits.
All One Last Wish tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Dual Sessions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Names,
Stereo Dub,
Alice Coltrane,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tim Buckley,
OOIOO,
Negative Approach,
Black Bananas,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Fugazi,
Barrington Levy,
The Toasters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Los Fastidios,
Icehouse,
Sällskapet,
Josef K,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Symarip,
Brick,
Sound Behaviour,
Drive Like Jehu,
Godley & Creme,
B.T. Express,
The Smoke,
DNA,
Von Mondo,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
the Association,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Gabor Szabo,
Sonic Youth,
The Standells,
Gichy Dan,
Gong,
Main Source,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sight & Sound,
Charles Mingus,
Yaz,
Duran Duran,
Agitation Free,
Electric Prunes,
Radiopuhelimet,
Curtis Mayfield,
David Bowie,
Shuggie Otis,
Liliput,
Stockholm Monsters,
Bobby Sherman,
Bronski Beat,
Heaven 17,
The Gap Band,
Japan,
Joy Division,
Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty, Gerry Rafferty.
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.