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 Madagascar and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 Woodstock and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Stetsasonic to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish. All the underground hits.
All Barry Ungar tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tropical Tobacco record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Cale record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mantronix,
Piero Umiliani,
Kerrie Biddell,
Slick Rick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Marc Almond,
Gong,
Rapeman,
Unrelated Segments,
Colin Newman,
Aswad,
The Techniques,
Chris Corsano,
Kayak,
Tubeway Army,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Angels of Light,
John Coltrane,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Steve Hackett,
Visage,
Davy DMX,
The Kinks,
New York Dolls,
Chrome,
John Lydon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Joy Division,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Young Marble Giants,
Delta 5,
Gastr Del Sol,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
June of 44,
Popol Vuh,
Section 25,
The Fire Engines,
Sonic Youth,
Bill Near,
Bad Manners,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Blues Magoos,
Deepchord,
The Modern Lovers,
The Stooges,
Alice Coltrane,
CMW,
Spoonie Gee,
Bobby Byrd,
Sexual Harrassment,
Sällskapet,
The Standells,
Joe Smooth,
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.