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 Singapore and from Toronto.
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 1965 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Rosa Yemen to the jazz 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 Leonard Cohen. All the underground hits.
All Mad Mike tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Howard Jones record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Organ record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Ponytail,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Sexual Harrassment,
Eddi Front,
Bluetip,
The Leaves,
Marshall Jefferson,
UT,
Black Moon,
Blake Baxter,
Das Ding,
Shoche,
Davy DMX,
Television,
Reagan Youth,
Gil Scott Heron,
X-101,
Throbbing Gristle,
D'Angelo,
the Slits,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Ultimate Spinach,
Jeff Mills,
The Victims,
Ohio Players,
Quando Quango,
Barrington Levy,
The Gladiators,
Vladislav Delay,
Amon Düül II,
Eric B and Rakim,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Seeds,
the Association,
Kaleidoscope,
Brass Construction,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Womack,
Q65,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Make Up,
Donny Hathaway,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Moleskins,
OOIOO,
Stereo Dub,
The Invisible,
Lou Reed,
Roger Hodgson,
Grauzone,
Lalann,
The Evens,
Avey Tare,
Sex Pistols,
Tropical Tobacco,
The Five Americans,
Josef K,
Letta Mbulu,
Lower 48,
Audionom,
Nick Fraelich,
Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow, Henry Cow.
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.