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 Cameroon and from Beijing.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Fuzztones to the dance 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 Make Up. All the underground hits.
All Susan Cadogan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Donny Hathaway 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a harpsichord and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter and Kerry record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fluxion,
Parry Music,
The Martian,
Rotary Connection,
Icehouse,
Delta 5,
Man Parrish,
Moby Grape,
Moss Icon,
The Buckinghams,
Tim Buckley,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Suburban Knight,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bob Dylan,
Tropical Tobacco,
Delon & Dalcan,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Heaven 17,
Sun Ra,
The Fuzztones,
Tubeway Army,
The Smiths,
Absolute Body Control,
Panda Bear,
K-Klass,
Depeche Mode,
Faust,
Motorama,
the Normal,
Jandek,
Jimmy McGriff,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Ken Boothe,
Y Pants,
Iggy Pop,
Pole,
Eric B and Rakim,
The Raincoats,
Jerry's Kids,
The Human League,
Bobby Womack,
Dual Sessions,
Cameo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Bang On A Can,
Mo-Dettes,
Thompson Twins,
Albert Ayler,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Rhythm & Sound,
Kenny Larkin,
Rufus Thomas,
Minor Threat,
Slave,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The United States of America,
Vainqueur,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes, Justin Hinds & The Dominoes.
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.