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 Swaziland and from Mumbai.
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 1967 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 The Doors to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Cameo. All the underground hits.
All Anthony Braxton 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 jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dirtbombs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
One Last Wish,
Marine Girls,
Erykah Badu,
FM Einheit,
Pierre Henry,
Cluster,
Ultra Naté,
A Certain Ratio,
Terrestrial Tones,
The Neon Judgement,
Blossom Toes,
The Moody Blues,
Moebius,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Gladiators,
Oblivians,
The Moleskins,
Hot Snakes,
Radio Birdman,
Camberwell Now,
DJ Style,
The Stooges,
Sparks,
Chris & Cosey,
the Soft Cell,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Echospace,
Nirvana,
Gerry Rafferty,
Camouflage,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Young Marble Giants,
Lalo Schifrin,
Thompson Twins,
The Litter,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Infiniti,
Mo-Dettes,
Bob Dylan,
Alice Coltrane,
Bill Wells,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Neil Young,
Johnny Osbourne,
Leonard Cohen,
The Monochrome Set,
The Walker Brothers,
The Velvet Underground,
Royal Trux,
Flamin' Groovies,
Bang On A Can,
Eli Mardock,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Leaves,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cal Tjader,
Black Bananas,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Man Eating Sloth,
Donald Byrd,
Banda Bassotti,
Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson, Bobby Hutcherson.
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.