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 Senegal and from Madrid.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Jacob Miller to the rap 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 Traffic Nightmare. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Darondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lucky Dragons record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Niagra,
Lalann,
Janne Schatter,
Faust,
Dave Gahan,
Main Source,
A Certain Ratio,
E-Dancer,
Make Up,
Ronnie Foster,
Derrick May,
Rites of Spring,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Moleskins,
Lou Christie,
Lou Reed,
Crispy Ambulance,
Andrew Hill,
The Beau Brummels,
Albert Ayler,
The Buckinghams,
The Fortunes,
kango's stein massive,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Depeche Mode,
Peter & Gordon,
Marshall Jefferson,
Nas,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Robert Hood,
Donny Hathaway,
The Birthday Party,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Saccharine Trust,
Cybotron,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Y Pants,
Masters at Work,
The Walker Brothers,
Hashim,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sällskapet,
Ossler,
Nirvana,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Happenings,
Ponytail,
Pet Shop Boys,
R.M.O.,
These Immortal Souls,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Scientists,
Black Bananas,
Warsaw,
the Human League,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Boredoms,
Panda Bear,
Easy Going,
Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters, Stockholm Monsters.
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.