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 San Marino and from Milan.
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 1964 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 A Certain Ratio to the grime kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Dark Day. All the underground hits.
All The Happenings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Louis and Bebe Barron record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Television Personalities record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare,
T.S.O.L.,
Archie Shepp,
The Searchers,
Graham Central Station,
Gastr Del Sol,
The Gun Club,
Mandrill,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Stetsasonic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
The Remains,
Ten City,
Niagra,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Gories,
Animal Collective,
Zero Boys,
The Evens,
Alison Limerick,
Newcleus,
The Zeros,
the Slits,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
MC5,
Eve St. Jones,
Scott Walker,
The Shadows of Knight,
Kevin Saunderson,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Blossom Toes,
The Happenings,
X-Ray Spex,
Public Image Ltd.,
Black Bananas,
Ludus,
Gerry Rafferty,
Radio Birdman,
Marshall Jefferson,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Television Personalities,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Rakim,
Lindisfarne,
John Lydon,
Kayak,
Lightning Bolt,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Lakeside,
Roger Hodgson,
8 Eyed Spy,
Half Japanese,
Leonard Cohen,
Mad Mike,
Delon & Dalcan,
Intrusion,
The American Breed,
EPMD,
Kerri Chandler,
Dark Day,
Robert Wyatt,
Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band, Fatback Band.
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.