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 Russia and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 1964 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Sunsets and Hearts to the punk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Newcleus. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Y Pants 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
R.M.O.,
DJ Sneak,
Isaac Hayes,
Jacob Miller,
Scion,
John Lydon,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Arcadia,
Metal Thangz,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fad Gadget,
The Real Kids,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Animal Collective,
Marc Almond,
Reagan Youth,
Gang Gang Dance,
James White and The Blacks,
Kayak,
Roy Ayers,
Bootsy Collins,
The Blackbyrds,
The Skatalites,
ABC,
Nirvana,
Big Daddy Kane,
John Foxx,
Blossom Toes,
Warren Ellis,
Liliput,
World's Most,
Gil Scott Heron,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Cure,
The Happenings,
Quadrant,
Archie Shepp,
The Seeds,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Sonny Sharrock,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Gun Club,
Freddie Wadling,
Kas Product,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Severed Heads,
Camberwell Now,
Curtis Mayfield,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Doobie Brothers,
Mad Mike,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dark Day,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Unwound,
June Days,
Loose Ends,
Mars,
Amon Düül II,
B.T. Express,
The Martian,
Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants, Young Marble Giants.
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.