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 Iraq and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Shanghai and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Sao Paulo 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 güiro 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 Swans to the grime kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 London Community Gospel Choir. All the underground hits.
All DJ Style tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lee Hazlewood 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Outsiders record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warren Ellis,
KRS-One,
Audionom,
The Associates,
Charles Mingus,
Bronski Beat,
The Toasters,
Moebius,
Drive Like Jehu,
Toni Rubio,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Scientists,
The Names,
The Invisible,
The Fall,
Vladislav Delay,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Stiv Bators,
Model 500,
H. Thieme,
Mars,
Rosa Yemen,
Soul Sonic Force,
K-Klass,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Soul II Soul,
Don Cherry,
Eric Copeland,
cv313,
The Index,
X-102,
Dorothy Ashby,
Idris Muhammad,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Peter & Gordon,
Brand Nubian,
Aaron Thompson,
Rapeman,
Babytalk,
Roxy Music,
John Holt,
Freddie Wadling,
Gastr Del Sol,
New York Dolls,
The Techniques,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kas Product,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The Monochrome Set,
Sister Nancy,
D'Angelo,
June of 44,
JFA,
Brothers Johnson,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Alison Limerick,
Barbara Tucker,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Mandrill,
Be Bop Deluxe,
the Soft Cell,
Sugar Minott,
Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front, Eddi Front.
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.