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 Lebanon and from Bologna.
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 Glasgow and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sugar Minott to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Reagan Youth. All the underground hits.
All Monks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Don Cherry 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Youth Brigade record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bang On A Can,
Camouflage,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Isaac Hayes,
Underground Resistance,
Brand Nubian,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Hasil Adkins,
The Human League,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Litter,
Sex Pistols,
The Zeros,
The Associates,
OOIOO,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Raincoats,
Shuggie Otis,
Nik Kershaw,
Infiniti,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Five Americans,
Jimmy McGriff,
DJ Sneak,
The Velvet Underground,
Deakin,
Connie Case,
Mo-Dettes,
Lungfish,
Scan 7,
Thompson Twins,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Donny Hathaway,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Move,
Ponytail,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Misunderstood,
Peter & Gordon,
Joensuu 1685,
Swell Maps,
Amon Düül,
Vladislav Delay,
The Red Krayola,
Susan Cadogan,
The Techniques,
The Smiths,
Eli Mardock,
Sonny Sharrock,
Bill Near,
Basic Channel,
Lyres,
Chris Corsano,
Joy Division,
Black Sheep,
Pantytec,
Aloha Tigers,
Bauhaus,
Gabor Szabo,
Letta Mbulu,
Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen, Minutemen.
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.