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 Liberia and from Taipei.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1968 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 marimba 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 Iggy Pop to the electroclash 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 Eddi Front. All the underground hits.
All Cal Tjader tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Royal Family And The Poor record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 an arpeggiator and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lalann record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Theoretical Girls,
Deakin,
Tubeway Army,
Dawn Penn,
PIL,
Sonny Sharrock,
Unrelated Segments,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Ultimate Spinach,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Rites of Spring,
Blancmange,
Isaac Hayes,
Saccharine Trust,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Schoolly D,
Roxy Music,
Sandy B,
Jimmy McGriff,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Michelle Simonal,
The Busters,
Pylon,
John Cale,
Archie Shepp,
Robert Görl,
X-101,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dave Gahan,
The Selecter,
Intrusion,
Lindisfarne,
Goldenarms,
Quando Quango,
The Birthday Party,
Matthew Bourne,
Ohio Players,
Peter and Kerry,
Ossler,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Excepter,
Index,
FM Einheit,
Erasure,
Godley & Creme,
The Names,
Al Stewart,
Anakelly,
Henry Cow,
Ice-T,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
The American Breed,
Wally Richardson,
The Angels of Light,
Boredoms,
Neu!,
8 Eyed Spy,
CMW, CMW, CMW, CMW.
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.