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 Serbia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise show in London.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Salvador 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Fortunes to the punk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All Arcadia tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eric Dolphy record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 sitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marc Almond record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mary Jane Girls,
Animal Collective,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Neil Young,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Names,
The Young Rascals,
Swell Maps,
Lebanon Hanover,
This Heat,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Arab on Radar,
Drive Like Jehu,
Desert Stars,
Sparks,
John Cale,
Gastr Del Sol,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Brass Construction,
Todd Rundgren,
The Dave Clark Five,
Cymande,
Tommy Roe,
Rapeman,
Chrome,
Mad Mike,
Thee Headcoats,
Connie Case,
The Shadows of Knight,
Cameo,
Marcia Griffiths,
Eric Copeland,
Bush Tetras,
PIL,
Bronski Beat,
In Retrospect,
Underground Resistance,
Soul Sonic Force,
Second Layer,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
UT,
Freddie Wadling,
Hashim,
Leonard Cohen,
Jeff Mills,
Alison Limerick,
Parry Music,
Ken Boothe,
OOIOO,
Pierre Henry,
The Wake,
Delon & Dalcan,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Idris Muhammad,
Section 25,
Stereo Dub,
Fat Boys,
Donny Hathaway,
Schoolly D,
James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions, James Chance & The Contortions.
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.