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 Japan and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1978.
I was there at the first Visage 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 1969 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 mellotron 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 Gang Gang Dance to the techno 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 Los Fastidios. All the underground hits.
All Swans tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Skaos 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Mo-Dettes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Barrington Levy,
Silicon Teens,
The Gladiators,
Robert Wyatt,
the Swans,
Gabor Szabo,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Velvet Underground,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Stockholm Monsters,
Brand Nubian,
Underground Resistance,
Ken Boothe,
Max Romeo,
Sparks,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
James White and The Blacks,
Accadde A,
Liliput,
Scan 7,
June Days,
Jerry's Kids,
The Fuzztones,
Excepter,
Lungfish,
The Modern Lovers,
Mark Hollis,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Livin' Joy,
Toni Rubio,
Metal Thangz,
The Cure,
D'Angelo,
Young Marble Giants,
Sällskapet,
Archie Shepp,
the Germs,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Stetsasonic,
The Doobie Brothers,
Theoretical Girls,
Crime,
the Normal,
The Dirtbombs,
Carl Craig,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Dennis Brown,
Bobby Sherman,
The Zeros,
Sam Rivers,
Adolescents,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Fear,
Oneida,
Joy Division,
Glambeats Corp.,
Echospace,
Dorothy Ashby,
Thee Headcoats,
Bootsy Collins,
X-102,
Ludus,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines, Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines.
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.