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 Vanuatu and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1962 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Malaria! to the techno 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 Fatback Band. All the underground hits.
All Massinfluence tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Roger Hodgson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Newcleus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Little Man,
Thee Headcoats,
Minny Pops,
Make Up,
Andrew Hill,
The Alarm Clocks,
Altered Images,
Glambeats Corp.,
LL Cool J,
The Red Krayola,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Nik Kershaw,
Robert Hood,
Scientists,
Rites of Spring,
Schoolly D,
Yazoo,
Bluetip,
Davy DMX,
Suburban Knight,
Idris Muhammad,
Sixth Finger,
Monolake,
The Real Kids,
Eric Copeland,
Juan Atkins,
The Associates,
Aural Exciters,
Pantaleimon,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Barrington Levy,
Liliput,
X-102,
Byron Stingily,
The Raincoats,
K-Klass,
Rekid,
Bobby Womack,
Cymande,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scratch Acid,
Tres Demented,
KRS-One,
Henry Cow,
Tropical Tobacco,
Arcadia,
One Last Wish,
Avey Tare,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Junior Murvin,
Can,
Sun Ra,
The Trojans,
Amazonics,
Harpers Bizarre,
Drive Like Jehu,
The Birthday Party,
Maurizio,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement, The Neon Judgement.
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.