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 Algeria and from Mexico City.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Salvador.
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 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 David Bowie 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 The Divine Comedy to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Niagra. All the underground hits.
All Aural Exciters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Scratch Acid record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Green record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
James White and The Blacks,
Bush Tetras,
8 Eyed Spy,
The Martian,
Brick,
Kaleidoscope,
The Blues Magoos,
The Names,
Shoche,
Mandrill,
Ultravox,
The Alarm Clocks,
Suicide,
Pussy Galore,
Crime,
Moby Grape,
Letta Mbulu,
In Retrospect,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Symarip,
Sight & Sound,
Visage,
T. Rex,
Black Moon,
Funkadelic,
Scan 7,
OOIOO,
Archie Shepp,
Con Funk Shun,
Echospace,
Curtis Mayfield,
JFA,
Brass Construction,
Lindisfarne,
Stereo Dub,
Urselle,
Vainqueur,
Tres Demented,
Newcleus,
Sound Behaviour,
The Modern Lovers,
La Düsseldorf,
The Vogues,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Japan,
Bluetip,
Stiv Bators,
Dennis Brown,
D'Angelo,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Doobie Brothers,
Technova,
The Birthday Party,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Junior Murvin,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Monochrome Set,
Roxy Music,
48th St. Collective,
Kool Moe Dee,
Isaac Hayes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))), Scott Walker + Sunn O))).
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.