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 Pakistan and from Manila.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Sao Paulo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 Nile Rodgers 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 Skarface to the funk 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 David Bowie. All the underground hits.
All Whodini tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fortunes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gong record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Soulsonic Force,
Sarah Menescal,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Rotary Connection,
Peter & Gordon,
The Detroit Cobras,
Alice Coltrane,
The Selecter,
Arcadia,
Magma,
FM Einheit,
Eve St. Jones,
Bluetip,
Malaria!,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Warsaw,
Laurel Aitken,
New York Dolls,
Neu!,
AZ,
The New Christs,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Barrington Levy,
John Coltrane,
Altered Images,
Yaz,
the Slits,
Danielle Patucci,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Stooges,
Brass Construction,
Scratch Acid,
Andrew Hill,
Nick Fraelich,
Groovy Waters,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Newcleus,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Blancmange,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Motions,
The Last Poets,
Dual Sessions,
Panda Bear,
Young Marble Giants,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fatback Band,
Agitation Free,
Hoover,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
L. Decosne,
Harry Pussy,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Ronnie Foster,
The Divine Comedy,
Whodini,
Moebius,
Unwound,
Leonard Cohen,
Reuben Wilson,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.