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 Bahamas and from Houston.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Cairo.
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 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the snare 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 James Chance & The Contortions to the rock kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Infiniti. All the underground hits.
All Godley & Creme tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Maurizio,
Lower 48,
Rufus Thomas,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Icehouse,
Piero Umiliani,
Angry Samoans,
Desert Stars,
DNA,
John Coltrane,
Ossler,
The Happenings,
Bizarre Inc.,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Gladiators,
Rhythm & Sound,
The Music Machine,
Al Stewart,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Slackers,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Franke,
Peter and Kerry,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Rosa Yemen,
Wasted Youth,
U.S. Maple,
Mission of Burma,
Slick Rick,
Tubeway Army,
The Invisible,
The Modern Lovers,
Glambeats Corp.,
B.T. Express,
Make Up,
Funkadelic,
Public Enemy,
Adolescents,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Smiths,
The Dave Clark Five,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crispian St. Peters,
Main Source,
Das Ding,
Buzzcocks,
Accadde A,
Rites of Spring,
Sex Pistols,
Joe Smooth,
Fatback Band,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Pulsallama,
Blake Baxter,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Janne Schatter,
LL Cool J,
Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja, Jeru the Damaja.
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.