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 Iceland and from Taipei.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Paris.
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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Wire to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Grauzone tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Black Moon 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Slits,
Mission of Burma,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Mars,
The Doobie Brothers,
Stereo Dub,
Freddie Wadling,
Todd Rundgren,
Subhumans,
Reuben Wilson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Bill Wells,
Delon & Dalcan,
Chrome,
Black Sheep,
Patti Smith,
Chris & Cosey,
Pussy Galore,
The Cramps,
Black Moon,
Desert Stars,
Andrew Hill,
A Certain Ratio,
Scott Walker,
the Human League,
Maleditus Sound,
Black Bananas,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Panda Bear,
The Saints,
Ultra Naté,
Vainqueur,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
EPMD,
The Fall,
Underground Resistance,
Spandau Ballet,
Brothers Johnson,
Sister Nancy,
Sound Behaviour,
JFA,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
the Sonics,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Das Ding,
Warsaw,
Gang Green,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Shuggie Otis,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Terrestrial Tones,
Oblivians,
Ultravox,
Alice Coltrane,
Q and Not U,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Jeff Mills,
New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls, New York Dolls.
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.