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 Nepal and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Carl Craig to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Schoolly D. All the underground hits.
All ABC tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bobby Hutcherson 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cluster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sällskapet,
The J.B.'s,
China Crisis,
The Monks,
The Electric Prunes,
Simply Red,
The Blues Magoos,
Ossler,
Jacob Miller,
Eden Ahbez,
T. Rex,
Sight & Sound,
Cecil Taylor,
Barclay James Harvest,
Cheater Slicks,
DJ Style,
Pantytec,
Hot Snakes,
Bush Tetras,
OOIOO,
The Leaves,
Boogie Down Productions,
Glenn Branca,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Easy Going,
Young Marble Giants,
Terrestrial Tones,
Rapeman,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Lalo Schifrin,
Television,
the Swans,
Main Source,
Ronan,
Sam Rivers,
Scientists,
Flipper,
Nils Olav,
Siglo XX,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Ten City,
Agitation Free,
Bluetip,
Laurel Aitken,
Fatback Band,
Thee Headcoats,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Unrelated Segments,
The Real Kids,
Marc Almond,
Average White Band,
Popol Vuh,
Royal Trux,
Gang of Four,
Patti Smith,
Hoover,
The Cure,
Minor Threat,
Drive Like Jehu,
Jimmy McGriff,
Barry Ungar,
The Buckinghams,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.