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 Ivory Coast and from Woodstock.
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 1966 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Stockholm and Portland.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Philadelphia 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the marimba 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 Gian Franco Pienzio to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Essential Logic. All the underground hits.
All Dennis Brown tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Prince Buster record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Happenings record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
One Last Wish,
The Monks,
Con Funk Shun,
The Trojans,
Pantaleimon,
June of 44,
Roxy Music,
Suburban Knight,
The New Christs,
Fugazi,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sun City Girls,
Mark Hollis,
Neil Young,
Absolute Body Control,
Freddie Wadling,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Raincoats,
The Sound,
Lalann,
The Searchers,
Anakelly,
Organ,
Jacques Brel,
Ituana,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
JFA,
the Germs,
Agitation Free,
Pussy Galore,
Big Daddy Kane,
Radio Birdman,
Grandmaster Flash,
Black Bananas,
The Angels of Light,
Connie Case,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Kerri Chandler,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Carl Craig,
The Seeds,
Sugar Minott,
Jeff Lynne,
Letta Mbulu,
Nils Olav,
The Standells,
Soul Sonic Force,
The Walker Brothers,
Minnie Riperton,
Charles Mingus,
The Cosmic Jokers,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Avey Tare,
New Order,
Scan 7,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Anthony Braxton,
Jerry Gold Smith,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Gil Scott Heron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Zapp, Zapp, Zapp, Zapp.
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.