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 Maldives and from Mexico City.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the marimba 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 Drive Like Jehu to the electroclash kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jerry's Kids. All the underground hits.
All Liaisons Dangereuses tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fifty Foot Hose record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ornette Coleman,
Amon Düül,
Arab on Radar,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
David McCallum,
Procol Harum,
Sonny Sharrock,
Guru Guru,
Brass Construction,
Soft Cell,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Raincoats,
Khruangbin,
Unwound,
The Cure,
Lucky Dragons,
One Last Wish,
Essential Logic,
Ituana,
The Martian,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Young Rascals,
the Soft Cell,
Carl Craig,
LL Cool J,
Johnny Clarke,
Idris Muhammad,
Index,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Susan Cadogan,
Aaron Thompson,
Aloha Tigers,
Ken Boothe,
OOIOO,
Jacques Brel,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Bizarre Inc.,
The New Christs,
Adolescents,
The Cramps,
Babytalk,
Frankie Knuckles,
Derrick Morgan,
Rekid,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
A Certain Ratio,
Shoche,
Laurel Aitken,
AZ,
Spandau Ballet,
The Leaves,
Bobby Sherman,
Kas Product,
Barrington Levy,
Oneida,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Can,
Minutemen,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Fela Kuti,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Angry Samoans,
This Heat, This Heat, This Heat, This Heat.
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.