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 Nepal and from Paris.
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 1961 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1978 at the first Visage practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Smog to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Desert Stars. All the underground hits.
All Bluetip tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Faraquet 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
This Heat,
Harpers Bizarre,
Grandmaster Flash,
Technova,
Barclay James Harvest,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
LL Cool J,
Warsaw,
Easy Going,
Boogie Down Productions,
Wally Richardson,
New York Dolls,
Half Japanese,
Junior Murvin,
Kas Product,
Ronan,
Neu!,
Scientists,
Fela Kuti,
Alphaville,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Make Up,
Yaz,
Model 500,
The Fire Engines,
Steve Hackett,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Mission of Burma,
Gichy Dan,
Inner City,
Negative Approach,
U.S. Maple,
Quantec,
Spoonie Gee,
Nirvana,
Blossom Toes,
Ituana,
Marine Girls,
Mad Mike,
The Durutti Column,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Janne Schatter,
Underground Resistance,
Yellowson,
Frankie Knuckles,
The Gap Band,
Monolake,
Isaac Hayes,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
E-Dancer,
The Red Krayola,
The Gun Club,
AZ,
Saccharine Trust,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Wake,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Minor Threat,
Marvin Gaye,
Dead Boys,
Minny Pops,
The Young Rascals,
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.