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 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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Gang Green to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All Radiopuhelimet tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Cecil Taylor 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flamin' Groovies record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Warsaw,
Moebius,
Franke,
The Invisible,
Glambeats Corp.,
Hashim,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Reagan Youth,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Beau Brummels,
Public Image Ltd.,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Last Poets,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Toasters,
The Stooges,
Infiniti,
New York Dolls,
Girls At Our Best!,
Arab on Radar,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Ornette Coleman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Hardrive,
Mary Jane Girls,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Evens,
New Age Steppers,
Chris & Cosey,
Ultra Naté,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Motorama,
Lightning Bolt,
Rapeman,
Subhumans,
Tres Demented,
the Slits,
Peter & Gordon,
Mars,
B.T. Express,
Piero Umiliani,
OOIOO,
The Dead C,
Y Pants,
Television Personalities,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lyres,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
June of 44,
Deadbeat,
Second Layer,
Pole,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Wally Richardson,
Joensuu 1685,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Pantytec,
Derrick May,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.