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 Netherlands and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Accra and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 1977 at the first Human League practice in a loft in Sheffield.
I was working on the güiro 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 Sun Ra to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The Zeros. All the underground hits.
All Black Flag tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Television Personalities record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gregory Isaacs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rosa Yemen,
H. Thieme,
Lower 48,
Davy DMX,
Blake Baxter,
Hasil Adkins,
Gang Starr,
Pharoah Sanders,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
The Sound,
Desert Stars,
Ludus,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Cecil Taylor,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Negative Approach,
Reuben Wilson,
Minor Threat,
Zapp,
The Fall,
Bauhaus,
Byron Stingily,
Lalann,
Morten Harket,
New Order,
Amon Düül II,
John Coltrane,
James White and The Blacks,
Gastr Del Sol,
Kevin Saunderson,
London Community Gospel Choir,
The Peanut Butter Conspiracy,
The Gun Club,
The Slackers,
Grey Daturas,
Kayak,
Sixth Finger,
The Misunderstood,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Nas,
Gang Green,
Altered Images,
Drive Like Jehu,
Juan Atkins,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Smiths,
the Association,
The Raincoats,
Carl Craig,
Rites of Spring,
LL Cool J,
Althea and Donna,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
These Immortal Souls,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jandek,
Black Bananas,
Depeche Mode,
Livin' Joy,
Black Flag,
Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape, Moby Grape.
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.