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 Jordan and from Manila.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Philadelphia.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Terrestrial Tones to the jazz 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 Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All The Busters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every De La Soul & Jungle Brothers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sonny Sharrock,
Fear,
Morten Harket,
Hasil Adkins,
Neil Young,
Supertramp,
Oblivians,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Kaleidoscope,
Grandmaster Flash,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Lou Christie,
The Seeds,
DJ Sneak,
Todd Rundgren,
the Bar-Kays,
The Motions,
Kas Product,
Whodini,
Half Japanese,
Judy Mowatt,
The Dead C,
The Mojo Men,
Idris Muhammad,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
E-Dancer,
Leonard Cohen,
New Age Steppers,
Gang Starr,
Basic Channel,
John Holt,
Reuben Wilson,
Stetsasonic,
JFA,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Ituana,
The Evens,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Zeros,
Yusef Lateef,
Popol Vuh,
Eli Mardock,
The Smiths,
The Standells,
Harmonia,
Silicon Teens,
Joe Finger,
Anthony Braxton,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Joey Negro,
the Sonics,
Ohio Players,
Roy Ayers,
Peter & Gordon,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Donald Byrd,
Skarface,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Pantaleimon,
David Bowie,
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
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.