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 Turkey and from Lyon.
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 1962 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 John Cale to the funk 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 Pole. All the underground hits.
All Vladislav Delay tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Dave Clark Five record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a 808 and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Derrick Morgan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Japan,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Shoche,
Donny Hathaway,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Minor Threat,
Matthew Bourne,
Ronan,
Camouflage,
Whodini,
Interpol,
The Doobie Brothers,
Barclay James Harvest,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Joe Smooth,
the Human League,
the Association,
Circle Jerks,
Todd Terry,
Royal Trux,
Man Eating Sloth,
Con Funk Shun,
Khruangbin,
Accadde A,
Mad Mike,
The Real Kids,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Charles Mingus,
Unrelated Segments,
The Toasters,
The Buckinghams,
Adolescents,
The Birthday Party,
The Blackbyrds,
Jeru the Damaja,
Underground Resistance,
The Selecter,
Stiv Bators,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Albert Ayler,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Pantaleimon,
Eurythmics,
Roxy Music,
10cc,
China Crisis,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Terrestrial Tones,
The American Breed,
Brick,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Tom Boy,
Make Up,
The Alarm Clocks,
Moss Icon,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Thee Headcoats,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes, Larry & the Blue Notes.
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.