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 Spokane.
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 1960 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Red Krayola to the funk 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All Sonny Sharrock tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Index 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Alarm Clocks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Idris Muhammad,
New Age Steppers,
Magma,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Bob Dylan,
Nation of Ulysses,
PIL,
Crime,
Duran Duran,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Judy Mowatt,
EPMD,
Max Romeo,
The Red Krayola,
Zapp,
Excepter,
China Crisis,
Ludus,
The Durutti Column,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Pantaleimon,
Dave Gahan,
New Order,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Depeche Mode,
Jeru the Damaja,
Shuggie Otis,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Boogie Down Productions,
Scion,
Chrome,
Marc Almond,
The Trojans,
Faust,
DJ Sneak,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Standells,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Yaz,
The Victims,
The Fall,
Marcia Griffiths,
the Association,
Country Teasers,
Peter and Kerry,
Sixth Finger,
UT,
Unwound,
X-102,
The Knickerbockers,
Banda Bassotti,
Minnie Riperton,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Schoolly D,
The Beau Brummels,
Lightning Bolt,
The Cure,
Echospace, Echospace, Echospace, Echospace.
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.