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 Syria and from Tokyo.
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 1968 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 organ 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 The Techniques to the dance 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Essential Logic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rekid 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maleditus Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tommy Roe,
Rufus Thomas,
These Immortal Souls,
Swell Maps,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Camberwell Now,
The Misunderstood,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
JFA,
Country Teasers,
Roxy Music,
Lungfish,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Iggy Pop,
Yellowson,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Barbara Tucker,
Main Source,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Tubeway Army,
Ralphi Rosario,
Black Flag,
Fela Kuti,
La Düsseldorf,
Joe Smooth,
Animal Collective,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Royal Trux,
Massinfluence,
The Golliwogs,
The Dirtbombs,
Talk Talk,
The Monochrome Set,
Brand Nubian,
Reuben Wilson,
Hoover,
Connie Case,
Glambeats Corp.,
Reagan Youth,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Brass Construction,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Ronnie Foster,
Fad Gadget,
Scientists,
The Doors,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
China Crisis,
The J.B.'s,
Sandy B,
Barclay James Harvest,
Alton Ellis,
The Residents,
Negative Approach,
The Mojo Men,
The Standells,
Rod Modell,
Blake Baxter,
Eve St. Jones,
Lee Hazlewood,
MC5, MC5, MC5, MC5.
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.