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 Cuba and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Stockholm.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the theremin 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 Connie Case to the techno kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 PIL. All the underground hits.
All Eve St. Jones tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every L. Decosne record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Drexciya record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Robert Hood,
Flash Fearless,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Jimmy McGriff,
Dark Day,
Ten City,
Nas,
Pagans,
Rakim,
The Divine Comedy,
This Heat,
Lalo Schifrin,
Gil Scott Heron,
Kurtis Blow,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Skriet,
E-Dancer,
Easy Going,
Technova,
Josef K,
Minutemen,
Barrington Levy,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Velvet Underground,
the Normal,
The Mojo Men,
DJ Style,
It's A Beautiful Day,
James White and The Blacks,
DJ Sneak,
Marmalade,
Duran Duran,
Wire,
B.T. Express,
Heaven 17,
Goldenarms,
Man Parrish,
Sonny Sharrock,
OOIOO,
Yaz,
The Residents,
H. Thieme,
X-102,
Sparks,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Pierre Henry,
Von Mondo,
Excepter,
Magma,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Freddie Wadling,
The Gap Band,
Ituana,
The Smoke,
June Days,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jawbox,
Ponytail,
Derrick May,
The Shadows of Knight,
Los Fastidios,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Rhythm & Sound,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.