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 Mali and from Manila.
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 1962 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the theremin 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 Man Parrish to the crunk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 X-102. All the underground hits.
All Bang On A Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Country Teasers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Minnie Riperton,
Peter & Gordon,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Malaria!,
Delon & Dalcan,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Pretty Things,
Agent Orange,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Sly & The Family Stone,
The Evens,
Kas Product,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Monks,
Moebius,
Toni Rubio,
June Days,
Silicon Teens,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Star Department,
Soul Sonic Force,
Dual Sessions,
the Fania All-Stars,
Scion,
Essential Logic,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Arthur Verocai,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Amon Düül II,
Symarip,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Vainqueur,
Connie Case,
Trumans Water,
UT,
Laurel Aitken,
Peter and Kerry,
Matthew Bourne,
Dark Day,
David Axelrod,
The Beau Brummels,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
China Crisis,
Scott Walker,
Roxette,
MC5,
Mr. Review,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Electric Prunes,
The Zeros,
Crash Course in Science,
Grandmaster Flash,
Erykah Badu,
The Associates,
LL Cool J,
Section 25,
Aswad,
Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys, Pet Shop Boys.
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.