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 Cambodia and from Paris.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Manila.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 chamberlin 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 Unrelated Segments to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Anthony Braxton. All the underground hits.
All Model 500 tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cheater Slicks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Delon & Dalcan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Public Enemy,
Archie Shepp,
Lower 48,
Mandrill,
Excepter,
Sarah Menescal,
Interpol,
Cluster,
The Velvet Underground,
Agent Orange,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Gang Green,
The Dave Clark Five,
KRS-One,
The Sound,
Qualms,
T. Rex,
Audionom,
Fat Boys,
F. McDonald,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Moby Grape,
The Barracudas,
Thee Headcoats,
Sun Ra,
Robert Görl,
Motorama,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kool Moe Dee,
Soulsonic Force,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Niagra,
Sex Pistols,
B.T. Express,
Warren Ellis,
Urselle,
Kevin Saunderson,
Crash Course in Science,
Bad Manners,
Model 500,
Tears for Fears,
The Associates,
Junior Murvin,
Eve St. Jones,
Todd Rundgren,
Inner City,
Negative Approach,
Supertramp,
Schoolly D,
Thompson Twins,
The Slits,
Subhumans,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Frankie Knuckles,
Roxette,
T.S.O.L.,
Eric Copeland,
The New Christs,
The Knickerbockers,
Crooked Eye,
Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young, Neil Young.
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.