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 Tanzania and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Glasgow.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Davy DMX to the electroclash 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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Tomorrow tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ten City 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Reagan Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mission of Burma,
The Monochrome Set,
Steve Hackett,
Donny Hathaway,
Lee Hazlewood,
Pantaleimon,
Barry Ungar,
Zero Boys,
Gastr Del Sol,
Saccharine Trust,
Von Mondo,
Fela Kuti,
Neil Young,
a-ha,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Clear Light,
Cymande,
Scientists,
Bronski Beat,
Television Personalities,
The Vogues,
A Flock of Seagulls,
The Zeros,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bad Manners,
Lalo Schifrin,
Symarip,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Motions,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Golliwogs,
Brick,
Josef K,
Unrelated Segments,
Severed Heads,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Boz Scaggs,
Franke,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
L. Decosne,
Ultimate Spinach,
Suburban Knight,
Sound Behaviour,
James White and The Blacks,
Minor Threat,
The Velvet Underground,
Sonic Youth,
The Martian,
H. Thieme,
Gang Green,
Eric B and Rakim,
Delon & Dalcan,
Gregory Isaacs,
The J.B.'s,
Hasil Adkins,
the Bar-Kays,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.