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 Iraq and from Salvador.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Kaleidoscope to the techno kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lyres. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythim Is Rhythim record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Amon Düül,
Neu!,
Sun City Girls,
kango's stein massive,
Curtis Mayfield,
Y Pants,
The Names,
Maleditus Sound,
Stetsasonic,
X-101,
Andrew Hill,
Harry Pussy,
The Divine Comedy,
Schoolly D,
Matthew Bourne,
Ice-T,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
The Pop Group,
The Offenders,
PIL,
Joe Finger,
Jacob Miller,
Flipper,
K-Klass,
The Mummies,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Janne Schatter,
Infiniti,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tommy Roe,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Kerrie Biddell,
Ohio Players,
Motorama,
Darondo,
The Smiths,
The Martian,
Liliput,
Dave Gahan,
Gang of Four,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
The Searchers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Star Department,
The Knickerbockers,
Radiopuhelimet,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Gang Green,
Circle Jerks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Dead Boys,
Leonard Cohen,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
A Certain Ratio,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Soul II Soul,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Boogie Down Productions,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Drexciya,
Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads, Severed Heads.
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.