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 East Timor and from Salvador.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 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 Scan 7 to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Technova. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sight & Sound 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a the Swans record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eurythmics,
DJ Style,
Animal Collective,
DNA,
Soul II Soul,
Basic Channel,
John Foxx,
Wally Richardson,
Los Fastidios,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
The Slackers,
Arthur Verocai,
Kerri Chandler,
Todd Rundgren,
Josef K,
Rekid,
Bobby Sherman,
Carl Craig,
Youth Brigade,
Mo-Dettes,
Half Japanese,
Soft Cell,
PIL,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Warren Ellis,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Janne Schatter,
Soul Sonic Force,
Pantaleimon,
Scratch Acid,
Angry Samoans,
Television Personalities,
This Heat,
James White and The Blacks,
Parry Music,
The Angels of Light,
Minnie Riperton,
Monks,
Funkadelic,
The Tremeloes,
Model 500,
Kenny Larkin,
Country Teasers,
Aswad,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Bauhaus,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Jeff Mills,
Barrington Levy,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Shadows of Knight,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The New Christs,
Wasted Youth,
Leonard Cohen,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs, The Fugs.
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.