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 Jamaica and from Madrid.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Sparks to the dance kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Bluetip. All the underground hits.
All Zapp tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Quantec record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Patti Smith record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brothers Johnson,
Piero Umiliani,
Joensuu 1685,
Kenny Larkin,
Morten Harket,
Boogie Down Productions,
John Lydon,
Bobby Byrd,
Boredoms,
The Grass Roots,
The Fugs,
The Motions,
Isaac Hayes,
Harry Pussy,
Jacob Miller,
The Barracudas,
U.S. Maple,
Massinfluence,
Ralphi Rosario,
Inner City,
Byron Stingily,
New Order,
Little Man,
Graham Central Station,
Sällskapet,
The Modern Lovers,
Spandau Ballet,
Slave,
Girls At Our Best!,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Cameo,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lalo Schifrin,
Terrestrial Tones,
Robert Wyatt,
The Martian,
Chris Corsano,
Tim Buckley,
Sexual Harrassment,
Visage,
T.S.O.L.,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
a-ha,
Eric Dolphy,
Pere Ubu,
The Velvet Underground,
kango's stein massive,
Gabor Szabo,
Archie Shepp,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Nick Fraelich,
The J.B.'s,
Man Parrish,
Marmalade,
Quando Quango,
Icehouse,
Zapp,
Aaron Thompson,
R.M.O.,
The Blues Magoos,
Skaos,
Alice Coltrane,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay, Vladislav Delay.
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.