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 Belgium and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Roger Hodgson. All the underground hits.
All Todd Terry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Japan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Grauzone,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Skarface,
Soft Cell,
Joe Smooth,
Fad Gadget,
Jeff Mills,
Dead Boys,
Barrington Levy,
Michelle Simonal,
Brand Nubian,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
MDC,
Howard Jones,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ralphi Rosario,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Prince Buster,
Cal Tjader,
Roxette,
The Seeds,
Magazine,
Robert Görl,
Vladislav Delay,
The United States of America,
Q65,
Kenny Larkin,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cluster,
Ronan,
The Flesh Eaters,
8 Eyed Spy,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Leaves,
Kayak,
James White and The Blacks,
The Birthday Party,
Second Layer,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
La Düsseldorf,
June Days,
Pagans,
Bobby Byrd,
Mars,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Simply Red,
The Standells,
Barclay James Harvest,
Maurizio,
Basic Channel,
Minor Threat,
Mr. Review,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Busters,
Dawn Penn,
Babytalk,
The Barracudas,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
CMW,
Banda Bassotti,
Panda Bear,
Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance, Underground Resistance.
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.