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 Niger and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1971 at the first Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Unwound to the punk 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 The Star Department. All the underground hits.
All Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy Collins 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Scott Walker + Sunn O))) record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Bobby Womack,
China Crisis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
the Slits,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Audionom,
Eddi Front,
UT,
Symarip,
Marc Almond,
Neil Young,
8 Eyed Spy,
Technova,
Archie Shepp,
The Tremeloes,
Talk Talk,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Eric Copeland,
Charles Mingus,
Kayak,
Lungfish,
Soft Machine,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Accadde A,
Sonny Sharrock,
Joy Division,
Matthew Halsall,
Warren Ellis,
Main Source,
Deepchord,
The Beau Brummels,
Ludus,
ABC,
Boredoms,
Make Up,
Ultravox,
Pole,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Gap Band,
Y Pants,
Alison Limerick,
Boz Scaggs,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Peter & Gordon,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Joey Negro,
Anakelly,
Arcadia,
Mark Hollis,
the Germs,
Rekid,
Scratch Acid,
Nico,
Wally Richardson,
Donald Byrd,
Sight & Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Juan Atkins,
The Blackbyrds,
The Zeros,
Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones, Eve St. Jones.
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.