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 Finland and from Bremen.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Index to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Arcadia. All the underground hits.
All Rufus Thomas tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Charles Mingus 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Con Funk Shun record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Black Dice,
the Fania All-Stars,
Faust,
Rekid,
The Walker Brothers,
Ten City,
Deakin,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Letta Mbulu,
Eden Ahbez,
Grey Daturas,
Gang Green,
Nick Fraelich,
Moby Grape,
Mantronix,
Eli Mardock,
Sixth Finger,
K-Klass,
The Fugs,
Rufus Thomas,
T. Rex,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Gregory Isaacs,
Andrew Hill,
Jimmy McGriff,
June of 44,
the Swans,
Main Source,
Gong,
Urselle,
Terrestrial Tones,
Tommy Roe,
Maurizio,
The Electric Prunes,
Magma,
Michelle Simonal,
Massinfluence,
Mo-Dettes,
Fugazi,
Jeru the Damaja,
Intrusion,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Tom Boy,
The Techniques,
Archie Shepp,
Minutemen,
The Skatalites,
Crispian St. Peters,
Con Funk Shun,
The Doors,
Hot Snakes,
The Stooges,
Faraquet,
Sarah Menescal,
Girls At Our Best!,
Arab on Radar,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Gang of Four,
MDC, MDC, MDC, MDC.
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.