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 Morocco and from Halifax.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South 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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Cairo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
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 Kas Product to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Wings. All the underground hits.
All Ash Ra Tempel tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Soul II Soul record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno 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 spring reverb and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Visage record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a snare.
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,
Eric Dolphy,
Arab on Radar,
Drive Like Jehu,
Reuben Wilson,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
The Toasters,
The Sound,
Todd Rundgren,
Delon & Dalcan,
LL Cool J,
Skarface,
Procol Harum,
Piero Umiliani,
Bang On A Can,
New Order,
Aswad,
Kas Product,
Bizarre Inc.,
Bad Manners,
Brand Nubian,
John Cale,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Sarah Menescal,
Jawbox,
Blake Baxter,
Banda Bassotti,
Marine Girls,
Cymande,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
James Chance & The Contortions,
The Leaves,
The Mummies,
Bobby Byrd,
Deakin,
The Flesh Eaters,
The Victims,
ABBA,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Qualms,
Metal Thangz,
The Fuzztones,
Easy Going,
Toni Rubio,
Massinfluence,
The Buckinghams,
The Mojo Men,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Monks,
Barry Ungar,
Big Daddy Kane,
Kool Moe Dee,
Wings,
Pet Shop Boys,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Schoolly D,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Barbara Tucker,
One Last Wish,
Roxette, Roxette, Roxette, Roxette.
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.