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 Vanuatu and from Jakarta.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 chamberlin 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 Moss Icon to the punk 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 Moby Grape. All the underground hits.
All Lalo Schifrin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ituana record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sixth Finger,
The Five Americans,
cv313,
Deadbeat,
Deepchord,
CMW,
The Knickerbockers,
Warsaw,
Skaos,
Fugazi,
Bobby Byrd,
UT,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Parry Music,
Section 25,
the Soft Cell,
Minor Threat,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Pharoah Sanders,
David Bowie,
Smog,
Big Daddy Kane,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Move,
Lou Reed,
Scion,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Star Department,
Visage,
Radiohead,
The Fortunes,
The Human League,
Leonard Cohen,
Zero Boys,
Gerry Rafferty,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Pantytec,
Loose Ends,
Buzzcocks,
Brick,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Slits,
Talk Talk,
Toni Rubio,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Velvet Underground,
Bobby Sherman,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Harpers Bizarre,
Can,
Gastr Del Sol,
kango's stein massive,
Mad Mike,
Suburban Knight,
Oneida,
New Order,
Prince Buster,
X-101,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants, Sad Lovers and Giants.
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.