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 Bahamas and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Edmonton 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 guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the dance kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Drexciya. All the underground hits.
All The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Boogie Down Productions record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Roxy Music,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Yaz,
the Slits,
Los Fastidios,
Nirvana,
The Associates,
Tomorrow,
The Golliwogs,
Liliput,
The Count Five,
Ludus,
Gang of Four,
Siglo XX,
Anthony Braxton,
Babytalk,
K-Klass,
Ituana,
The Zeros,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The United States of America,
Man Eating Sloth,
Pantytec,
Excepter,
Matthew Halsall,
Moebius,
Average White Band,
Todd Rundgren,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Aural Exciters,
The Last Poets,
48th St. Collective,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Massinfluence,
Audionom,
Quadrant,
Dorothy Ashby,
Judy Mowatt,
Guru Guru,
Arcadia,
Scion,
Banda Bassotti,
The Offenders,
Peter & Gordon,
Pulsallama,
Glenn Branca,
Godley & Creme,
Don Cherry,
Flamin' Groovies,
Slick Rick,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Pantaleimon,
Rosa Yemen,
Warsaw,
Scientists,
Skriet,
Altered Images,
Camberwell Now,
Stockholm Monsters,
Donny Hathaway,
The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters, The Flesh Eaters.
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.