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 Norway and from Bremen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1965 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Winnipeg and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bremen 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the 808 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 Traffic Nightmare to the rap 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 Smog. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jimmy McGriff 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rhythm & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Eric Dolphy,
Youth Brigade,
The J.B.'s,
Scrapy,
Toni Rubio,
Saccharine Trust,
Parry Music,
Tommy Roe,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Babytalk,
Theoretical Girls,
Lebanon Hanover,
Jeff Lynne,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Delta 5,
Pharoah Sanders,
Television Personalities,
Blake Baxter,
Marshall Jefferson,
Marvin Gaye,
The Velvet Underground,
Henry Cow,
The Gap Band,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Underground Resistance,
Silicon Teens,
Graham Central Station,
James White and The Blacks,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Buckinghams,
Country Joe & The Fish,
R.M.O.,
Bobby Sherman,
The Standells,
Colin Newman,
Barbara Tucker,
Cecil Taylor,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Ultravox,
Scratch Acid,
Sparks,
The Knickerbockers,
Wasted Youth,
Pole,
Pierre Henry,
The Neon Judgement,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Johnny Clarke,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Fortunes,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Misunderstood,
Alison Limerick,
Pere Ubu,
Cybotron,
Fatback Band,
Flamin' Groovies,
The Stooges,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Jeff Mills,
Bauhaus,
Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott, Sugar Minott.
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.