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 Germany and from Columbus.
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 1969 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the arpeggiator 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 Minor Threat to the crunk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Teenage Jesus and the Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Yusef Lateef 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Groovy Waters record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Throbbing Gristle,
Jerry's Kids,
Mission of Burma,
Vainqueur,
Sparks,
John Coltrane,
The Searchers,
Alice Coltrane,
AZ,
Von Mondo,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Trumans Water,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Mummies,
Black Moon,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Reagan Youth,
Groovy Waters,
Erykah Badu,
Saccharine Trust,
Average White Band,
Moebius,
Zapp,
Leonard Cohen,
Bronski Beat,
Shoche,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Erasure,
The Moody Blues,
The Moleskins,
Mars,
Slick Rick,
The Techniques,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Victims,
Michelle Simonal,
Lee Hazlewood,
The Wake,
Boogie Down Productions,
Desert Stars,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Sound,
Grandmaster Flash,
Charles Mingus,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Vladislav Delay,
Gastr Del Sol,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Sam Rivers,
The Blackbyrds,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
June Days,
The Happenings,
Yazoo,
The Gap Band,
Pantytec,
The Human League,
Rotary Connection,
Althea and Donna,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Fall, The Fall, The Fall, The Fall.
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.