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 Sudan and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and London.
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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Shuggie Otis to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Audionom. All the underground hits.
All The Walker Brothers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wally Richardson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime 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 güiro and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Essential Logic record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Can,
Eli Mardock,
Siglo XX,
Rakim,
Eddi Front,
Jeff Lynne,
Girls At Our Best!,
Amon Düül,
D'Angelo,
The Cowsills,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Whodini,
Surgeon,
Fatback Band,
The Dirtbombs,
Black Moon,
Sly & The Family Stone,
DJ Style,
Little Man,
Derrick May,
Tim Buckley,
The Walker Brothers,
Sugar Minott,
Al Stewart,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Young Marble Giants,
Glenn Branca,
Minny Pops,
Pere Ubu,
The Tremeloes,
Cybotron,
Arab on Radar,
Crispy Ambulance,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Beau Brummels,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Scan 7,
Throbbing Gristle,
Organ,
Quadrant,
Marmalade,
Livin' Joy,
Faraquet,
Archie Shepp,
Piero Umiliani,
Joey Negro,
Von Mondo,
Pantytec,
Deadbeat,
The Slits,
The Mojo Men,
Absolute Body Control,
Dawn Penn,
The Red Krayola,
Crime,
Lower 48,
Yaz,
Anakelly,
Ten City,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Severed Heads,
Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre, Harpers Bizarre.
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.