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 Bulgaria and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1962 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Tres Demented to the grunge 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 The Smoke. All the underground hits.
All Piero Umiliani tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fad Gadget record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Laurel Aitken record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Kayak,
The Sound,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Icehouse,
Brand Nubian,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Symarip,
Livin' Joy,
Camberwell Now,
Roxy Music,
Sugar Minott,
Warsaw,
The Buckinghams,
Nico,
Swans,
The Happenings,
Eli Mardock,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Aaron Thompson,
Prince Buster,
New Age Steppers,
the Germs,
Yellowson,
Aswad,
Pylon,
Eddi Front,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dawn Penn,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Gladiators,
Cybotron,
Roxette,
Procol Harum,
The Fire Engines,
The Skatalites,
Man Parrish,
The Monks,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jandek,
Vainqueur,
Young Marble Giants,
Basic Channel,
Ronan,
Moss Icon,
Cameo,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Toni Rubio,
Rhythm & Sound,
John Cale,
Funky Four + One,
Masters at Work,
Graham Central Station,
Dorothy Ashby,
Jawbox,
One Last Wish,
Big Daddy Kane,
Panda Bear,
The Angels of Light,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions, Dual Sessions.
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.