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 Samoa and from Glasgow.
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 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 spring reverb 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 Cal Tjader to the rock 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 kango's stein massive. All the underground hits.
All Ralphi Rosario tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hardrive record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 a spring reverb and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thompson Twins record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rotary Connection,
Roger Hodgson,
Vainqueur,
Groovy Waters,
Pantytec,
Jeff Lynne,
John Coltrane,
The Cure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ohio Players,
Animal Collective,
Prince Buster,
The Red Krayola,
Tres Demented,
Scott Walker,
Todd Terry,
The J.B.'s,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Popol Vuh,
Skarface,
KRS-One,
Amon Düül,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Piero Umiliani,
Blake Baxter,
The Doors,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Tom Boy,
Radiopuhelimet,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Absolute Body Control,
Blancmange,
Porter Ricks,
Kurtis Blow,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Chris Corsano,
Little Man,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Mark Hollis,
Brass Construction,
Magazine,
Joe Finger,
Rakim,
The Seeds,
Second Layer,
Heaven 17,
The Gun Club,
Stockholm Monsters,
Mars,
Mission of Burma,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Funky Four + One,
Mandrill,
Bob Dylan,
Grauzone,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Gang Green,
Theoretical Girls,
Lakeside,
Talk Talk,
Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope, Kaleidoscope.
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.