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 Peru and from Delhi.
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 1960 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 marimba 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 Notorious Big And Bone Thugs to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Agent Orange. All the underground hits.
All Angry Samoans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Saccharine Trust 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moss Icon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kas Product,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Dennis Brown,
the Sonics,
Soft Cell,
Gang Starr,
Ornette Coleman,
Black Moon,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Gories,
The Birthday Party,
The Gun Club,
Rites of Spring,
Gil Scott Heron,
Jeff Lynne,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Zapp,
The Music Machine,
The Fugs,
Stockholm Monsters,
Skaos,
Lakeside,
Lucky Dragons,
Gregory Isaacs,
Iggy Pop,
Man Parrish,
Monks,
Bluetip,
Mars,
Scion,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Intrusion,
Soul II Soul,
Piero Umiliani,
Ronnie Foster,
The Star Department,
Y Pants,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stereo Dub,
The J.B.'s,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Clear Light,
Barclay James Harvest,
Oblivians,
Byron Stingily,
Trumans Water,
Los Fastidios,
Gerry Rafferty,
Faraquet,
Graham Central Station,
Traffic Nightmare,
Todd Terry,
Andrew Hill,
Duran Duran,
Arcadia,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Easy Going,
The Slits, The Slits, The Slits, The Slits.
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.