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 Indonesia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1969 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Salvador.
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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Livin' Joy to the jazz 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 Ornette Coleman. All the underground hits.
All Sly & The Family Stone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a David McCallum record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Big Daddy Kane,
Sight & Sound,
the Slits,
Half Japanese,
Jacob Miller,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Monochrome Set,
Darondo,
Anthony Braxton,
Public Image Ltd.,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
One Last Wish,
Au Pairs,
Amazonics,
Pole,
The Move,
David Axelrod,
MDC,
Animal Collective,
Sällskapet,
PIL,
Funkadelic,
Reagan Youth,
Los Fastidios,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Unrelated Segments,
Cal Tjader,
Arab on Radar,
Panda Bear,
Mark Hollis,
Camouflage,
Mantronix,
Tim Buckley,
Deadbeat,
Country Teasers,
Isaac Hayes,
Sound Behaviour,
Harmonia,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Fugs,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Brand Nubian,
The Stooges,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Fuzztones,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Porter Ricks,
Bobby Byrd,
Technova,
Excepter,
Hoover,
La Düsseldorf,
Whodini,
Blake Baxter,
Tommy Roe,
The Offenders,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Walker Brothers,
Rufus Thomas,
Lakeside,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Arthur Verocai,
Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz, Metal Thangz.
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.