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 Sierra Leone and from Lyon.
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 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Danielle Patucci to the electroclash 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 Ronnie Foster. All the underground hits.
All Silicon Teens tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Manfred Mann's Earth Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Count Five,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Livin' Joy,
Niagra,
Los Fastidios,
Marvin Gaye,
FM Einheit,
The Litter,
Scott Walker,
Fugazi,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Max Romeo,
Derrick May,
One Last Wish,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bill Near,
The Cure,
T. Rex,
The Index,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Visage,
The New Christs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Sonics,
Mars,
Ten City,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Moody Blues,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
the Fania All-Stars,
Ultra Naté,
Leonard Cohen,
Arthur Verocai,
Aaron Thompson,
Jeff Mills,
The Divine Comedy,
Erasure,
Negative Approach,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Archie Shepp,
Godley & Creme,
Isaac Hayes,
Anthony Braxton,
The Gun Club,
Basic Channel,
Mad Mike,
Stereo Dub,
Index,
The Star Department,
Matthew Bourne,
Interpol,
Kaleidoscope,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Sun Ra,
Joensuu 1685,
Surgeon,
Section 25, Section 25, Section 25, Section 25.
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.