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 Algeria and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 organ 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 Junior Murvin to the jazz 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 Deakin. All the underground hits.
All Sun Ra tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Monks record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Von Mondo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Idris Muhammad,
Underground Resistance,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Little Man,
Liliput,
Chris & Cosey,
Television,
Negative Approach,
Wings,
Flamin' Groovies,
Scratch Acid,
Au Pairs,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Roger Hodgson,
DNA,
Quantec,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pierre Henry,
The Busters,
Marshall Jefferson,
Matthew Bourne,
Mantronix,
8 Eyed Spy,
Pole,
Blake Baxter,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Erykah Badu,
Young Marble Giants,
Gerry Rafferty,
World's Most,
Thee Headcoats,
The Last Poets,
Kenny Larkin,
Ultravox,
The Black Dice,
The Vogues,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Mary Jane Girls,
The Slits,
10cc,
Unrelated Segments,
June of 44,
The Associates,
Accadde A,
Susan Cadogan,
The Sound,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Yellowson,
Cameo,
Scan 7,
Shoche,
Procol Harum,
Robert Wyatt,
Laurel Aitken,
Sister Nancy,
The Raincoats,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
L. Decosne,
Black Flag,
Robert Görl,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive, Hardrive.
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.