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 Turkmenistan and from Taipei.
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 1961 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Erykah Badu to the disco kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Aural Exciters. All the underground hits.
All The Sound tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ken Boothe record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Faraquet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
Sonic Youth,
Derrick May,
Banda Bassotti,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Funkadelic,
Fela Kuti,
Sun City Girls,
Gerry Rafferty,
Das Ding,
Excepter,
Godley & Creme,
Inner City,
the Germs,
Susan Cadogan,
Hot Snakes,
Los Fastidios,
Blake Baxter,
Man Parrish,
Matthew Bourne,
Eric Copeland,
Maleditus Sound,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Wings,
the Fania All-Stars,
Mandrill,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Lightning Bolt,
Make Up,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Neu!,
The Offenders,
The Last Poets,
Von Mondo,
Joy Division,
Moebius,
Saccharine Trust,
The Durutti Column,
Joe Smooth,
DNA,
Harmonia,
Dave Gahan,
The Divine Comedy,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Buzzcocks,
Technova,
Brick,
Big Daddy Kane,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Delta 5,
The Standells,
Warsaw,
Pierre Henry,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rosa Yemen,
The Five Americans,
The Doobie Brothers,
Newcleus,
The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams, The Buckinghams.
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.