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 Paris.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 theremin 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 Selector Dub Narcotic to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Susan Cadogan. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kayak record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mojo Men record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Gong,
cv313,
The New Christs,
DJ Sneak,
Albert Ayler,
Franke,
Fela Kuti,
Grauzone,
Deadbeat,
Ossler,
Absolute Body Control,
Althea and Donna,
Rakim,
Davy DMX,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Saccharine Trust,
David McCallum,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Rotary Connection,
The Five Americans,
Archie Shepp,
James White and The Blacks,
Parry Music,
Letta Mbulu,
F. McDonald,
Eurythmics,
Sällskapet,
Interpol,
Barclay James Harvest,
Flipper,
Matthew Halsall,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Doors,
Bizarre Inc.,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
LL Cool J,
Dorothy Ashby,
Neu!,
Nico,
Quadrant,
Joey Negro,
Susan Cadogan,
Audionom,
Kool Moe Dee,
Section 25,
Don Cherry,
Black Pus,
The Victims,
Suburban Knight,
Babytalk,
Sister Nancy,
JFA,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Delon & Dalcan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
The Dave Clark Five,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Kas Product,
Ultra Naté,
Howard Jones,
The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings, The Happenings.
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.