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 Malaysia and from Manila.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and London.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 UT to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Barbara Tucker. All the underground hits.
All Average White Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Altered Images record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Beasts of Bourbon record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Magma,
Drexciya,
David McCallum,
Sonic Youth,
Nas,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Radio Birdman,
Delta 5,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Velvet Underground,
Alice Coltrane,
Barry Ungar,
Lyres,
Q65,
Funky Four + One,
Soft Machine,
Sandy B,
ABC,
The Remains,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Thompson Twins,
Guru Guru,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Dead Boys,
David Bowie,
Whodini,
The Names,
The Golliwogs,
the Germs,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Juan Atkins,
Harpers Bizarre,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
X-Ray Spex,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Thee Headcoats,
Accadde A,
Jacob Miller,
Bill Wells,
X-102,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Monolake,
Wire,
Bobby Womack,
Jerry Gold Smith,
the Soft Cell,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
B.T. Express,
The Misunderstood,
Supertramp,
Lightning Bolt,
Public Image Ltd.,
Jimmy McGriff,
Pierre Henry,
Franke,
Dawn Penn,
Saccharine Trust,
Roxy Music,
Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw, Nik Kershaw.
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.