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 Madagascar and from Delhi.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the sitar 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 Nation of Ulysses to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Robert Hood. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bill Wells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk 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 marimba and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Fluxion record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Janne Schatter,
Morten Harket,
The Fortunes,
Godley & Creme,
Tommy Roe,
The Raincoats,
Neu!,
Adolescents,
The Pop Group,
Quantec,
Cheater Slicks,
The Velvet Underground,
Crooked Eye,
Robert Wyatt,
Essential Logic,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Real Kids,
Schoolly D,
Gong,
Lou Reed,
Infiniti,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Subhumans,
Sister Nancy,
Aloha Tigers,
Zero Boys,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Jawbox,
Alton Ellis,
Inner City,
Henry Cow,
8 Eyed Spy,
Faust,
The Red Krayola,
Reuben Wilson,
Agitation Free,
The Seeds,
Mantronix,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Bobby Womack,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Qualms,
The Wake,
Scrapy,
PIL,
Lindisfarne,
Gichy Dan,
Ohio Players,
Frankie Knuckles,
Darondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Pretty Things,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Popol Vuh,
B.T. Express,
Easy Going,
Brass Construction,
Swell Maps,
Hashim,
Man Eating Sloth,
Lalo Schifrin,
Visage, Visage, Visage, Visage.
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.