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 Fiji and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Tokyo and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 oboe 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 Rufus Thomas to the techno kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Basic Channel. All the underground hits.
All U.S. Maple tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kerri Chandler 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sonny Sharrock,
Crooked Eye,
Dennis Brown,
The Barracudas,
Goldenarms,
cv313,
Jacob Miller,
The Alarm Clocks,
Metal Thangz,
FM Einheit,
Unrelated Segments,
The Golliwogs,
Sonic Youth,
Joy Division,
Gang Green,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
D'Angelo,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rakim,
B.T. Express,
Danielle Patucci,
Babytalk,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Flamin' Groovies,
Ultravox,
Crime,
Young Marble Giants,
Crispy Ambulance,
kango's stein massive,
Motorama,
Parry Music,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Technova,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Suicide,
Half Japanese,
Mission of Burma,
The Pretty Things,
Amon Düül II,
PIL,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Television Personalities,
Alphaville,
Sugar Minott,
Adolescents,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
David McCallum,
Cal Tjader,
The Leaves,
The Birthday Party,
Ken Boothe,
Todd Rundgren,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Radiohead,
Dave Gahan,
Underground Resistance,
The Dirtbombs,
Hot Snakes,
Mary Jane Girls,
In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect, In Retrospect.
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.