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 Gabon and from Hong Kong.
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 1963 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tehran and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 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 Echospace to the electroclash 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 James Chance & The Contortions. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hasil Adkins record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jerry's Kids record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Desert Stars,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Birthday Party,
Barclay James Harvest,
Unrelated Segments,
Eric Copeland,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Zero Boys,
kango's stein massive,
One Last Wish,
The Slackers,
The Last Poets,
Wally Richardson,
Barbara Tucker,
Mad Mike,
Sandy B,
Yellowson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Heaven 17,
The Music Machine,
The Wake,
Alton Ellis,
Vladislav Delay,
Livin' Joy,
Soft Machine,
The Moody Blues,
Nils Olav,
Young Marble Giants,
Lower 48,
Tubeway Army,
Wasted Youth,
Robert Wyatt,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Five Americans,
Subhumans,
Interpol,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Kevin Saunderson,
Mars,
Pulsallama,
The Motions,
Todd Terry,
Warsaw,
Flash Fearless,
Juan Atkins,
Hardrive,
Glenn Branca,
Electric Prunes,
Althea and Donna,
David Bowie,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Kinks,
Delon & Dalcan,
Average White Band,
The Gun Club,
the Human League,
Nas,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
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.