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 Brunei and from Taipei.
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 Halifax and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 guitar 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 The Evens to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 DJ Style. All the underground hits.
All Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Derrick May record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a cv313 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Radiohead,
the Normal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Panda Bear,
Desert Stars,
Schoolly D,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sam Rivers,
FM Einheit,
Andrew Hill,
Sällskapet,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fugs,
Howard Jones,
the Germs,
John Cale,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Moody Blues,
Au Pairs,
Cluster,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Con Funk Shun,
Jeru the Damaja,
Kool Moe Dee,
Sight & Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Reagan Youth,
Donald Byrd,
The Alarm Clocks,
Lalann,
Flipper,
Los Fastidios,
Joey Negro,
Crash Course in Science,
The Martian,
Cecil Taylor,
Sugar Minott,
Aural Exciters,
Darondo,
Sarah Menescal,
Smog,
The Mummies,
Young Marble Giants,
Audionom,
The J.B.'s,
Bill Wells,
Jimmy McGriff,
Nico,
UT,
DNA,
Girls At Our Best!,
The Toasters,
The Dirtbombs,
The Fortunes,
The Gladiators,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Star Department,
T.S.O.L.,
Althea and Donna,
Hot Snakes,
Rosa Yemen,
Skaos, Skaos, Skaos, Skaos.
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.