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 Sweden and from Manila.
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 1966 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Calgary and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 güiro 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 Jawbox to the rap kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All This Heat tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Magma record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap 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 güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Monochrome Set,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Oneida,
Prince Buster,
Crispian St. Peters,
Peter and Kerry,
Brothers Johnson,
Chrome,
Dorothy Ashby,
Altered Images,
Tears for Fears,
Kaleidoscope,
MC5,
Section 25,
Rotary Connection,
Babytalk,
The Evens,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Traffic Nightmare,
Robert Görl,
Nas,
Saccharine Trust,
Loose Ends,
Ralphi Rosario,
Tubeway Army,
The Buckinghams,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Erykah Badu,
FM Einheit,
Can,
Eurythmics,
The Alarm Clocks,
Skaos,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kayak,
Gichy Dan,
Duran Duran,
The Index,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Jacob Miller,
Steve Hackett,
Cymande,
Letta Mbulu,
Charles Mingus,
Technova,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Scan 7,
the Fania All-Stars,
Jandek,
Sex Pistols,
The Fall,
Desert Stars,
Pere Ubu,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Audionom,
Joe Finger,
Shuggie Otis,
Aswad,
Suburban Knight,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth, Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth.
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.