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 Serbia and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum 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 Agent Orange to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Iggy Pop. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camberwell Now 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Thee Headcoats record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pulsallama,
Qualms,
Soft Machine,
The Wake,
Avey Tare,
Ronnie Foster,
Interpol,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Rotary Connection,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Teasers,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Flash Fearless,
Oneida,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Smog,
Alice Coltrane,
Technova,
Main Source,
Glenn Branca,
Dorothy Ashby,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Shuggie Otis,
Skarface,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Oblivians,
Barry Ungar,
the Fania All-Stars,
Porter Ricks,
OOIOO,
Joey Negro,
Barbara Tucker,
The Gap Band,
Bad Manners,
Black Pus,
Tears for Fears,
Boogie Down Productions,
Gregory Isaacs,
Sällskapet,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Gang Gang Dance,
Eurythmics,
X-101,
The Alarm Clocks,
Yaz,
Kas Product,
Fad Gadget,
Q and Not U,
Cluster,
The Happenings,
Chris Corsano,
Donny Hathaway,
Marmalade,
Mr. Review,
Animal Collective,
Joensuu 1685,
Ituana,
Nas,
Sight & Sound,
Stetsasonic,
Essential Logic,
Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes, Blossom Toes.
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.