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 Macedonia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in London.
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 Tokyo and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 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 Lalann to the crunk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Colin Newman. All the underground hits.
All Quadrant tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Joey Negro record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Yellowson record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Swans,
Zapp,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
The Vogues,
Chris Corsano,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Victims,
Jeru the Damaja,
Drexciya,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Raincoats,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Rapeman,
The Litter,
Cecil Taylor,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Agent Orange,
La Düsseldorf,
48th St. Collective,
Trumans Water,
Marine Girls,
Flamin' Groovies,
Magazine,
The Pop Group,
Underground Resistance,
Magma,
Guru Guru,
The Birthday Party,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Yaz,
Tubeway Army,
Ossler,
the Sonics,
Unrelated Segments,
Harmonia,
Bang On A Can,
Moss Icon,
Banda Bassotti,
Ohio Players,
Jesper Dahlback,
E-Dancer,
Gang of Four,
Delta 5,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Eric Dolphy,
Alphaville,
Eric Copeland,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
8 Eyed Spy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
A Certain Ratio,
The Gories,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Jandek,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Skatalites,
The Knickerbockers,
Connie Case,
Simply Red,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Agitation Free,
The Offenders,
Echospace,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.