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 Romania and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1969 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Beijing and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Radio Birdman to the electroclash 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 The Chocolate Watch Band. All the underground hits.
All Make Up tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Tommy Roe 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Niagra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Darondo,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Stockholm Monsters,
OOIOO,
Sandy B,
Youth Brigade,
Quando Quango,
FM Einheit,
John Coltrane,
Johnny Osbourne,
Peter & Gordon,
Symarip,
Minor Threat,
Deakin,
The Real Kids,
Excepter,
The Young Rascals,
The Techniques,
Bizarre Inc.,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Gang Green,
Piero Umiliani,
Qualms,
The Monks,
The Star Department,
Aural Exciters,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Suburban Knight,
It's A Beautiful Day,
John Lydon,
the Slits,
The Fortunes,
The Smoke,
Kayak,
Roxy Music,
PIL,
Public Image Ltd.,
Electric Prunes,
Sight & Sound,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Jimmy McGriff,
Camberwell Now,
Funkadelic,
Ultravox,
Jeff Mills,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
John Holt,
Maurizio,
Hardrive,
Iggy Pop,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Idris Muhammad,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Walker Brothers,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Masters at Work,
Man Parrish,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Five Americans,
Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic, Stetsasonic.
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.