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 Malaysia and from Milan.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Fatback Band to the jazz 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 The Motions. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Japan record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Germs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Index,
Camouflage,
Gang of Four,
Leonard Cohen,
Panda Bear,
Toni Rubio,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Rufus Thomas,
Steve Hackett,
Magma,
Public Enemy,
Bronski Beat,
Ten City,
The Count Five,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Bizarre Inc.,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Tomorrow,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bob Dylan,
The Moleskins,
Nirvana,
Skriet,
Porter Ricks,
Ralphi Rosario,
Franke,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Beasts of Bourbon,
The Black Dice,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Quando Quango,
Tom Boy,
Excepter,
Delon & Dalcan,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Ornette Coleman,
Joy Division,
Alison Limerick,
Ludus,
The Names,
Oblivians,
Animal Collective,
X-Ray Spex,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Yusef Lateef,
Nik Kershaw,
The Gladiators,
Ken Boothe,
James White and The Blacks,
Lower 48,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Albert Ayler,
Blossom Toes,
EPMD,
JFA,
Funky Four + One,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
MDC,
Khruangbin,
Eden Ahbez,
Depeche Mode,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.