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 Tuvalu and from Tehran.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 spring reverb 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 Tres Demented to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Rhythm & Sound. All the underground hits.
All Toni Rubio tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Fluxion record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Iggy Pop record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Agitation Free,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Ponytail,
Soul Sonic Force,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jimmy McGriff,
This Heat,
Minutemen,
Rosa Yemen,
The Searchers,
Camouflage,
ABC,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Desert Stars,
Excepter,
Traffic Nightmare,
Joensuu 1685,
Iggy Pop,
Drive Like Jehu,
Bronski Beat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Radio Birdman,
The Techniques,
Roxy Music,
New Age Steppers,
The Saints,
Lungfish,
Deadbeat,
Lucky Dragons,
Eric Dolphy,
Pierre Henry,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Alton Ellis,
Brothers Johnson,
Skaos,
The Remains,
Japan,
The Skatalites,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Scrapy,
Scion,
Yellowson,
Graham Central Station,
The Tremeloes,
Terry Callier,
Black Flag,
Heaven 17,
Hashim,
Fat Boys,
Robert Wyatt,
Tomorrow,
Audionom,
Delta 5,
Barclay James Harvest,
Ultravox,
Talk Talk,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Ice-T,
The Fall,
Jacques Brel,
The Young Rascals,
Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone, Sly & The Family Stone.
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.