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 Pakistan and from Mumbai.
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 1962 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the guitar 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 The Evens to the jazz kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All OOIOO tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Trojans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock 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 chamberlin and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Carl Craig,
Stockholm Monsters,
Eden Ahbez,
Mary Jane Girls,
Godley & Creme,
Dennis Brown,
Wolf Eyes,
Livin' Joy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Sixth Finger,
Urselle,
Accadde A,
Grey Daturas,
Byron Stingily,
Albert Ayler,
Cameo,
AZ,
Barbara Tucker,
The Martian,
Sun City Girls,
the Human League,
David Axelrod,
Bob Dylan,
A Certain Ratio,
Lee Hazlewood,
Con Funk Shun,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Jimmy McGriff,
Johnny Osbourne,
Yusef Lateef,
Traffic Nightmare,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Silicon Teens,
Frankie Knuckles,
Janne Schatter,
Cybotron,
Unwound,
Suicide,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Moody Blues,
Connie Case,
Oblivians,
Subhumans,
48th St. Collective,
Faust,
Delta 5,
Hoover,
Fad Gadget,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Youth Brigade,
Public Image Ltd.,
Marmalade,
Oneida,
Au Pairs,
Gabor Szabo,
Matthew Bourne,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Moleskins,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Gories, The Gories, The Gories, The Gories.
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.