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 Burundi and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
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 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Eddi Front to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 This Heat. All the underground hits.
All Circle Jerks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Surgeon 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a John Holt record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Jacob Miller,
Amazonics,
The Litter,
Parry Music,
David McCallum,
Brothers Johnson,
Lyres,
Amon Düül II,
Deadbeat,
The Motions,
Tom Boy,
Panda Bear,
Flipper,
The Moody Blues,
Spoonie Gee,
Joy Division,
Rufus Thomas,
Duran Duran,
H. Thieme,
Negative Approach,
Sex Pistols,
Bluetip,
Unwound,
Arthur Verocai,
Sarah Menescal,
Frankie Knuckles,
Ohio Players,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Khruangbin,
Country Teasers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
The Modern Lovers,
Todd Rundgren,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Monochrome Set,
Pylon,
Avey Tare,
FM Einheit,
The Zeros,
Dawn Penn,
Skarface,
Nico,
Animal Collective,
Hoover,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Archie Shepp,
Sight & Sound,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Heaven 17,
Essential Logic,
Trumans Water,
the Normal,
Technova,
8 Eyed Spy,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Wake,
Pussy Galore,
Erykah Badu,
Lucky Dragons,
The Moleskins,
Cluster,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca, Glenn Branca.
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.