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 Qatar 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 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 spring reverb 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 JFA to the funk 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 Mandrill. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Laurel Aitken 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Tomorrow record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Vainqueur,
Sixth Finger,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
Gang Green,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Grandmaster Flash,
David McCallum,
Sound Behaviour,
Joey Negro,
Isaac Hayes,
Drive Like Jehu,
A Certain Ratio,
Index,
Barclay James Harvest,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Man Parrish,
Lou Christie,
Gang of Four,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Anthony Braxton,
Black Sheep,
Surgeon,
Franke,
The Sound,
Electric Prunes,
John Foxx,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Minor Threat,
Bad Manners,
Clear Light,
Pierre Henry,
John Cale,
Chrome,
Metal Thangz,
Roger Hodgson,
Tommy Roe,
The Real Kids,
Marc Almond,
The Electric Prunes,
Pulsallama,
kango's stein massive,
Brand Nubian,
The Blues Magoos,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Chris Corsano,
Steve Hackett,
The Busters,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Normal,
LL Cool J,
Pere Ubu,
Fat Boys,
Lebanon Hanover,
Eve St. Jones,
Interpol,
Chris & Cosey,
Ten City,
The Dirtbombs,
The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter, The Selecter.
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.