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 Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage show in London.
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 Lyon and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Don Cherry to the grime kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 Skatalites. All the underground hits.
All Can tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Doors 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Barracudas record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neu!,
Anakelly,
Livin' Joy,
Minutemen,
Index,
Warren Ellis,
Monolake,
Hot Snakes,
Wire,
Godley & Creme,
Lucky Dragons,
Stockholm Monsters,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Frankie Knuckles,
Gastr Del Sol,
D'Angelo,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Parry Music,
Soulsonic Force,
UT,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Gang Gang Dance,
Mantronix,
The Birthday Party,
Roy Ayers,
Erykah Badu,
Eric B and Rakim,
Donald Byrd,
Max Romeo,
Hardrive,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Absolute Body Control,
Country Teasers,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fatback Band,
Sound Behaviour,
Soul II Soul,
Niagra,
Sarah Menescal,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Donny Hathaway,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
E-Dancer,
Bang On A Can,
Harmonia,
Von Mondo,
Cluster,
Stetsasonic,
Anthony Braxton,
New York Dolls,
Siglo XX,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jandek,
Alison Limerick,
Popol Vuh,
The Victims,
Nirvana,
The Cramps,
Surgeon,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Alarm Clocks,
Eli Mardock,
Rapeman,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.