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 Latvia and from Mexico City.
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 1967 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mexico City and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Neil Young & Crazy Horse to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Thee Headcoats. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Five Americans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Spoonie Gee,
Banda Bassotti,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
the Human League,
Erykah Badu,
H. Thieme,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Soul II Soul,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Charles Mingus,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Wasted Youth,
Nico,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pulsallama,
Skaos,
Rapeman,
Derrick May,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Accadde A,
The Count Five,
ABBA,
Derrick Morgan,
The Music Machine,
Section 25,
The Monks,
Tom Boy,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Modern Lovers,
This Heat,
Interpol,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Scientists,
Babytalk,
Eve St. Jones,
Radiohead,
World's Most,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Jacques Brel,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Blackbyrds,
Wire,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Camberwell Now,
Angry Samoans,
Nick Fraelich,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Monolake,
the Slits,
New Order,
Vladislav Delay,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Ken Boothe,
Ornette Coleman,
Can,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Thompson Twins,
Yazoo,
Severed Heads,
Agitation Free,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.