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 Guinea and from Glasgow.
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 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 The Toasters to the rap 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 Hardrive. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Essential Logic record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 an oboe and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Shoche record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Joy Division,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Electric Prunes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
John Foxx,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Nico,
Visage,
The Slits,
Delta 5,
X-Ray Spex,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gichy Dan,
Radio Birdman,
Johnny Osbourne,
Banda Bassotti,
The Smiths,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Invisible,
Deadbeat,
ABC,
John Lydon,
Hoover,
The Slackers,
Marmalade,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Harmonia,
New Age Steppers,
John Cale,
Ralphi Rosario,
Hardrive,
Bootsy Collins,
Scientists,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Selecter,
The Beau Brummels,
The Blackbyrds,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Fad Gadget,
Black Pus,
Monks,
Hasil Adkins,
The Smoke,
Throbbing Gristle,
10cc,
Harpers Bizarre,
Hashim,
Con Funk Shun,
Chrome,
the Bar-Kays,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Danielle Patucci,
Boredoms,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Aaron Thompson,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hot Snakes,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Excepter,
Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill, Mandrill.
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.