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 Iraq and from Winnipeg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1965 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1965 at the first Beefheart practice in a loft in Lancaster.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft to the techno 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 Symarip. All the underground hits.
All Blossom Toes tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Reuben Wilson record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Mighty Diamonds record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Altered Images,
Joyce Sims,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Radio Birdman,
Howard Jones,
Ornette Coleman,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
The New Christs,
Lightning Bolt,
Brothers Johnson,
The Knickerbockers,
The Human League,
Scion,
Charles Mingus,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Jesper Dahlback,
Fad Gadget,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Ten City,
The Durutti Column,
Gang Gang Dance,
Visage,
Rites of Spring,
Bobby Womack,
the Human League,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Sunsets and Hearts,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Clear Light,
Yaz,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Bootsy Collins,
Stetsasonic,
Dennis Brown,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Althea and Donna,
Ohio Players,
Sun City Girls,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Ultimate Spinach,
Carl Craig,
The Sound,
The Trojans,
Archie Shepp,
Drexciya,
Minnie Riperton,
Livin' Joy,
L. Decosne,
The Buckinghams,
Silicon Teens,
Sonny Sharrock,
The Kinks,
Cymande,
Davy DMX,
Gregory Isaacs,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Soulsonic Force,
Negative Approach,
Eddi Front,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Brand Nubian,
Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily, Byron Stingily.
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.