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 Cameroon and from Bologna.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Faust to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 David McCallum. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pet Shop Boys record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sound Behaviour record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Parrish,
The Names,
Zapp,
The Cramps,
Guru Guru,
Scott Walker,
Shuggie Otis,
MDC,
48th St. Collective,
Cecil Taylor,
Avey Tare,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ash Ra Tempel,
Massinfluence,
Marc Almond,
Mary Jane Girls,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Star Department,
Monks,
The Trojans,
Hoover,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Anakelly,
Magazine,
Mo-Dettes,
Fad Gadget,
B.T. Express,
Althea and Donna,
Minor Threat,
F. McDonald,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
The Litter,
Zero Boys,
Moby Grape,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Gap Band,
Agitation Free,
The Cure,
Rod Modell,
Darondo,
Index,
Josef K,
Man Eating Sloth,
Swell Maps,
Niagra,
Newcleus,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Rakim,
AZ,
Franke,
The Happenings,
John Foxx,
T. Rex,
Angry Samoans,
Television,
Vladislav Delay,
Kool Moe Dee,
Tommy Roe,
Bluetip,
Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio, Toni Rubio.
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.