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 Bahamas and from Paris.
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 1966 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Jakarta.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Brass Construction to the punk kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All World's Most tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Crash Course in Science 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Underground Resistance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Parry Music,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Monochrome Set,
The Red Krayola,
Average White Band,
Warren Ellis,
Leonard Cohen,
Hardrive,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Half Japanese,
Rosa Yemen,
Robert Görl,
Sugar Minott,
Bang On A Can,
One Last Wish,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Davy DMX,
Matthew Halsall,
Tomorrow,
The Fortunes,
Slave,
Public Image Ltd.,
Magazine,
Clear Light,
Ice-T,
Susan Cadogan,
Darondo,
Lee Hazlewood,
Duran Duran,
Albert Ayler,
Fugazi,
Country Teasers,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Todd Terry,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Livin' Joy,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Althea and Donna,
Kurtis Blow,
Goldenarms,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Cluster,
Ralphi Rosario,
Charles Mingus,
Blake Baxter,
Erykah Badu,
Peter & Gordon,
Bizarre Inc.,
Desert Stars,
The Leaves,
Wasted Youth,
Jacob Miller,
Newcleus,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Eric Dolphy,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Wally Richardson,
Kas Product,
F. McDonald,
The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines, The Fire Engines.
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.