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 Moldova and from Seoul.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Eric B and Rakim to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 the Normal. All the underground hits.
All The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Angels of Light record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rhythm & Sound,
Urselle,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Mantronix,
Young Marble Giants,
Joey Negro,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Durutti Column,
Curtis Mayfield,
T. Rex,
Bush Tetras,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Boredoms,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Niagra,
Radiohead,
Brand Nubian,
The Kinks,
Silicon Teens,
Erykah Badu,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Eric Copeland,
Barbara Tucker,
T.S.O.L.,
Y Pants,
The Star Department,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Barracudas,
The Vogues,
U.S. Maple,
Hoover,
Kas Product,
Visage,
The Mojo Men,
kango's stein massive,
Make Up,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Toasters,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Peter & Gordon,
Lalann,
The Fire Engines,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Leonard Cohen,
Traffic Nightmare,
Scrapy,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Fort Wilson Riot,
the Association,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Godley & Creme,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Moleskins,
Severed Heads,
Cybotron,
Icehouse,
Wings,
The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges, The Stooges.
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.