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 Cuba and from Toronto.
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 1960 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the rhodes 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 Kool G Rap & DJ Polo to the grime 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 Excepter. All the underground hits.
All Alice Coltrane tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Vladislav Delay record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Grass Roots,
Panda Bear,
The Blackbyrds,
Pierre Henry,
Roy Ayers,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Theoretical Girls,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Slackers,
The Dead C,
Scrapy,
Babytalk,
Fad Gadget,
Lalann,
Barbara Tucker,
Reagan Youth,
Hot Snakes,
The Gladiators,
Vladislav Delay,
The Doobie Brothers,
the Germs,
The Dave Clark Five,
Aural Exciters,
Sonic Youth,
Marcia Griffiths,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Five Americans,
Intrusion,
E-Dancer,
The Monochrome Set,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Rosa Yemen,
The Cure,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
DJ Sneak,
Niagra,
Lower 48,
Massinfluence,
Flamin' Groovies,
Royal Trux,
Ronan,
Jacob Miller,
Marc Almond,
Angry Samoans,
Soft Machine,
Peter & Gordon,
L. Decosne,
The Black Dice,
Japan,
Aloha Tigers,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Electric Prunes,
KRS-One,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Bootsy Collins,
Magma,
Lucky Dragons,
Eden Ahbez,
Soul Sonic Force,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Schoolly D,
the Human League,
Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey, Chris & Cosey.
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.