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 Finland and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1960 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Curtis Mayfield to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 T.S.O.L.. All the underground hits.
All Lakeside tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yaz 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nation of Ulysses record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
LL Cool J,
The Sound,
Y Pants,
Sound Behaviour,
The Buckinghams,
Glenn Branca,
Monks,
Soul II Soul,
Amon Düül,
The Leaves,
Soulsonic Force,
Pylon,
Vladislav Delay,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Talk Talk,
Buzzcocks,
Soft Cell,
T. Rex,
Jacques Brel,
Boredoms,
Pulsallama,
FM Einheit,
Main Source,
Animal Collective,
Franke,
The Techniques,
the Soft Cell,
The Move,
The Skatalites,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ossler,
Carl Craig,
Bootsy Collins,
Godley & Creme,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Alice Coltrane,
Can,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Masters at Work,
X-102,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Blues Magoos,
kango's stein massive,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Banda Bassotti,
Sällskapet,
Moby Grape,
The Durutti Column,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Throbbing Gristle,
Shoche,
Blossom Toes,
Maurizio,
Max Romeo,
T.S.O.L.,
the Association,
Gang Starr,
Nirvana,
Section 25,
Nik Kershaw,
Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells, Bill Wells.
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.