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 Iraq and from Portland.
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 1968 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Salvador and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Subhumans to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Danielle Patucci. All the underground hits.
All Aswad tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Victims record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Wake record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Radio Birdman,
Deadbeat,
the Germs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
The Fuzztones,
Michelle Simonal,
Intrusion,
Clear Light,
Sam Rivers,
Jandek,
Bush Tetras,
Cecil Taylor,
Amazonics,
Godley & Creme,
Anakelly,
Blancmange,
The Busters,
John Lydon,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Deakin,
The Shadows of Knight,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Big Daddy Kane,
Mission of Burma,
the Association,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Whodini,
The Motions,
Jacob Miller,
Flamin' Groovies,
Brass Construction,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Mark Hollis,
Fad Gadget,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Lalann,
Andrew Hill,
Toni Rubio,
Eric B and Rakim,
Jeru the Damaja,
Funkadelic,
F. McDonald,
Sparks,
Morten Harket,
Kerri Chandler,
The Grass Roots,
Jawbox,
Junior Murvin,
Man Eating Sloth,
Supertramp,
Lyres,
Nick Fraelich,
CMW,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Sight & Sound,
Black Sheep,
The Offenders,
Nirvana,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane, Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane.
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.