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 Benin and from Woodstock.
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 1961 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Boredoms to the disco 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 Junior Murvin. All the underground hits.
All Scientists tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bronski Beat record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Smoke record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Mr. Review,
Kenny Larkin,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Mojo Men,
FM Einheit,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
John Cale,
Derrick Morgan,
Nation of Ulysses,
R.M.O.,
Soulsonic Force,
Skarface,
10cc,
Skriet,
Maurizio,
Mary Jane Girls,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Isaac Hayes,
Fluxion,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Blake Baxter,
Subhumans,
Anakelly,
Man Eating Sloth,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Moody Blues,
the Germs,
Rhythm & Sound,
Scott Walker,
Stetsasonic,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
the Normal,
Janne Schatter,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Toasters,
Tropical Tobacco,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Josef K,
Banda Bassotti,
Severed Heads,
Television Personalities,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Pierre Henry,
Crash Course in Science,
Suburban Knight,
D'Angelo,
Carl Craig,
Harpers Bizarre,
JFA,
The Gladiators,
Suicide,
Lalo Schifrin,
Moebius,
Kevin Saunderson,
Black Moon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Joe Smooth,
Ultra Naté,
Mars,
Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby, Dorothy Ashby.
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.