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 Taiwan and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Derrick Morgan to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Louis and Bebe Barron. All the underground hits.
All The Fuzztones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Gary Puckett & The Union Gap record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 guitar and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tropical Tobacco record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Toni Rubio,
K-Klass,
DJ Sneak,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Lyres,
Rod Modell,
The Flesh Eaters,
Brand Nubian,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moleskins,
The Residents,
Letta Mbulu,
Oneida,
R.M.O.,
Fugazi,
Kenny Larkin,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Scrapy,
Desert Stars,
Youth Brigade,
Cheater Slicks,
Excepter,
This Heat,
Isaac Hayes,
Lou Reed,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sonic Youth,
Talk Talk,
CMW,
Throbbing Gristle,
F. McDonald,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Marc Almond,
Intrusion,
The Mighty Diamonds,
H. Thieme,
Pantaleimon,
Bob Dylan,
Camouflage,
Roxette,
Procol Harum,
The Blues Magoos,
The Count Five,
Johnny Clarke,
Dave Gahan,
Jerry's Kids,
Aswad,
Archie Shepp,
These Immortal Souls,
The Moody Blues,
The Doors,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Agitation Free,
John Lydon,
The Litter,
Gastr Del Sol,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ten City, Ten City, Ten City, Ten City.
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.