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 St Lucia and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 John Cale to the punk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Invisible tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Harmonia record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pantaleimon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Hashim,
The Pretty Things,
John Coltrane,
Boogie Down Productions,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Invisible,
Man Parrish,
Pere Ubu,
Tomorrow,
Accadde A,
Scan 7,
Gil Scott Heron,
Sixth Finger,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kenny Larkin,
Pylon,
The Stooges,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
The Move,
Blossom Toes,
the Soft Cell,
Roxy Music,
Country Teasers,
Arthur Verocai,
The Kinks,
Wasted Youth,
Toni Rubio,
Faust,
Delon & Dalcan,
Chrome,
The Fall,
Little Man,
Black Bananas,
Erasure,
The Remains,
Loose Ends,
Half Japanese,
Warren Ellis,
Fluxion,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
These Immortal Souls,
Quadrant,
Visage,
Los Fastidios,
This Heat,
Sun City Girls,
Susan Cadogan,
Kas Product,
Skriet,
The Gladiators,
Sugar Minott,
Ronnie Foster,
The Walker Brothers,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Amazonics,
The Fortunes,
The Neon Judgement,
Model 500,
Marcia Griffiths,
The New Christs,
Radio Birdman,
Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters, Crispian St. Peters.
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.