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 Brazil and from Madrid.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Radiopuhelimet to the punk 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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Dave Gahan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gang Green record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
Crooked Eye,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Barbara Tucker,
Deepchord,
Yellowson,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rosa Yemen,
Gong,
The Gun Club,
Juan Atkins,
Dennis Brown,
The Divine Comedy,
Average White Band,
Pierre Henry,
Alison Limerick,
Lyres,
The Beau Brummels,
Rakim,
Gang Starr,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
La Düsseldorf,
Piero Umiliani,
Sparks,
Bad Manners,
The Knickerbockers,
Arthur Verocai,
Brick,
The Move,
Babytalk,
Bronski Beat,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacob Miller,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Wire,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Rufus Thomas,
Fort Wilson Riot,
48th St. Collective,
Charles Mingus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
June of 44,
The Doobie Brothers,
Spandau Ballet,
Das Ding,
Alton Ellis,
Gil Scott Heron,
a-ha,
Black Bananas,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Smog,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The United States of America,
The Fire Engines,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Ludus,
Roy Ayers,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Yazoo,
Dark Day,
Derrick May,
Tom Boy,
The Victims, The Victims, The Victims, The Victims.
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.