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 Tanzania and from Stockholm.
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 1961 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Steve Hackett to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Glenn Branca. All the underground hits.
All Popol Vuh tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 chamberlin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Wally Richardson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Symarip,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Swans,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Blackbyrds,
Joe Smooth,
Parry Music,
The Associates,
Monolake,
Crash Course in Science,
DJ Sneak,
Icehouse,
Aaron Thompson,
Minor Threat,
Carl Craig,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Mark Hollis,
Dave Gahan,
Nils Olav,
Eli Mardock,
Mary Jane Girls,
Magazine,
The Young Rascals,
Don Cherry,
MDC,
Donald Byrd,
Skaos,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Country Teasers,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jerry's Kids,
The Saints,
The Angels of Light,
Darondo,
Procol Harum,
10cc,
Josef K,
Sixth Finger,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Ken Boothe,
X-Ray Spex,
John Cale,
Barbara Tucker,
Terry Callier,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Fire Engines,
The Real Kids,
Eddi Front,
Kayak,
Visage,
Kool Moe Dee,
cv313,
Ituana,
Joe Finger,
The Gladiators,
Eric Dolphy,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lyres,
Rotary Connection,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band, Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band.
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.