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 Namibia and from Madrid.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Portland 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Doors to the crunk 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 Intrusion. All the underground hits.
All The Fall tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum 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 Golliwogs,
Sight & Sound,
Grey Daturas,
Laurel Aitken,
Bauhaus,
Bang On A Can,
Nation of Ulysses,
Ken Boothe,
Rhythm & Sound,
Wire,
Zero Boys,
Country Teasers,
Vainqueur,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Massinfluence,
Eric Copeland,
Y Pants,
the Soft Cell,
Eric Dolphy,
Tears for Fears,
Donny Hathaway,
John Coltrane,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kerri Chandler,
Maleditus Sound,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Unrelated Segments,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Icehouse,
Matthew Halsall,
Talk Talk,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Pop Group,
Godley & Creme,
Agitation Free,
Animal Collective,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Gregory Isaacs,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
The Remains,
Duran Duran,
Mandrill,
The Vogues,
Deepchord,
Traffic Nightmare,
Jeru the Damaja,
Eurythmics,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Schoolly D,
Matthew Bourne,
F. McDonald,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Q and Not U,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Harry Pussy,
The Gladiators,
Lee Hazlewood,
Model 500,
Tom Boy,
The Cure,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.