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 Cuba and from Lille.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 808 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 The Grass Roots to the grunge kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chrome 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kayak record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Brand Nubian,
Adolescents,
Eric Copeland,
Outsiders,
Surgeon,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Harry Pussy,
Reuben Wilson,
The Barracudas,
Rod Modell,
Supertramp,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Drexciya,
Soul Sonic Force,
Funkadelic,
The Divine Comedy,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Kenny Larkin,
Maleditus Sound,
Average White Band,
Gichy Dan,
Oneida,
Scrapy,
Nirvana,
Alphaville,
Deepchord,
Black Flag,
The Raincoats,
Albert Ayler,
cv313,
Easy Going,
Cymande,
New York Dolls,
Colin Newman,
Minor Threat,
Cheater Slicks,
Pole,
Funky Four + One,
kango's stein massive,
The Cramps,
The Red Krayola,
Sound Behaviour,
Jacques Brel,
Ituana,
The Misunderstood,
Sam Rivers,
Half Japanese,
Porter Ricks,
The Residents,
The Wake,
Public Enemy,
F. McDonald,
Soft Machine,
Spandau Ballet,
Mr. Review,
The Modern Lovers,
the Association,
Wasted Youth,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
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.