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 Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1965.
I was there at the first Beefheart show in Lancaster.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Yellowson to the funk 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 Theoretical Girls. All the underground hits.
All Simply Red tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Boogie Down Productions record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Jesper Dahlback,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Jawbox,
Sandy B,
Darondo,
The Trojans,
Gang Starr,
The Victims,
Anakelly,
Country Teasers,
Alison Limerick,
Drexciya,
Second Layer,
Cheater Slicks,
Magma,
Alphaville,
Skriet,
Blancmange,
Camberwell Now,
Quantec,
Boogie Down Productions,
World's Most,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Throbbing Gristle,
Kayak,
Eurythmics,
Gastr Del Sol,
Prince Buster,
OOIOO,
The Toasters,
Bill Wells,
Yusef Lateef,
Flash Fearless,
The Human League,
Underground Resistance,
The Zeros,
Moebius,
Arab on Radar,
Sixth Finger,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Shuggie Otis,
Theoretical Girls,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Gabor Szabo,
Lightning Bolt,
The Blackbyrds,
R.M.O.,
The Fuzztones,
Malaria!,
Joy Division,
Gang of Four,
Sugar Minott,
Joyce Sims,
Oneida,
The Mummies,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Easy Going,
Joe Finger,
Colin Newman,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The J.B.'s,
Yazoo,
Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux, Royal Trux.
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.