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 Manila.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Cramps to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Blake Baxter. All the underground hits.
All Patti Smith tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ponytail 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Jacques Brel record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Skriet,
China Crisis,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
World's Most,
Brick,
Sonic Youth,
The Gladiators,
Colin Newman,
MDC,
48th St. Collective,
Half Japanese,
Radio Birdman,
The American Breed,
Niagra,
Second Layer,
Grauzone,
Schoolly D,
Nas,
X-102,
Intrusion,
Skaos,
Robert Görl,
Nick Fraelich,
Panda Bear,
Gerry Rafferty,
Sun City Girls,
The Birthday Party,
Crooked Eye,
JFA,
David McCallum,
Freddie Wadling,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Wally Richardson,
Scan 7,
Black Sheep,
Tommy Roe,
Mission of Burma,
Neil Young,
Kayak,
The Star Department,
Sun Ra,
Clear Light,
X-101,
Radiohead,
Connie Case,
Avey Tare,
Laurel Aitken,
10cc,
The Walker Brothers,
Porter Ricks,
Pole,
Organ,
Mantronix,
Vainqueur,
June Days,
Y Pants,
Pharoah Sanders,
Fluxion,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Rakim,
The Index,
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.