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 Uruguay and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 New Order to the rock kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Porter Ricks. All the underground hits.
All Lou Reed & Metallica tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Cure 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 clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Minutemen,
Talk Talk,
The Pop Group,
Minnie Riperton,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Graham Central Station,
kango's stein massive,
Surgeon,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
ABBA,
Soul Sonic Force,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Essential Logic,
The Vogues,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sunsets and Hearts,
Traffic Nightmare,
H. Thieme,
Eden Ahbez,
Isaac Hayes,
John Lydon,
The Fugs,
Erasure,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Slits,
The New Christs,
Depeche Mode,
Lalann,
The Names,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Warren Ellis,
The Mojo Men,
Donald Byrd,
the Human League,
Los Fastidios,
This Heat,
The Stooges,
Patti Smith,
Tim Buckley,
Letta Mbulu,
The Selecter,
Livin' Joy,
The Fortunes,
Scrapy,
Pulsallama,
Sällskapet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
A Certain Ratio,
Godley & Creme,
Zapp,
Piero Umiliani,
Girls At Our Best!,
Barrington Levy,
Lou Reed,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Section 25,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra, Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra.
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.