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 Botswana and from Paris.
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 1968 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the mellotron 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 Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon to the techno kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Delta 5. All the underground hits.
All Laurel Aitken tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mo-Dettes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Aaron Thompson,
EPMD,
Quando Quango,
The Cramps,
The Grass Roots,
The Star Department,
Brick,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Trojans,
Anakelly,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Erykah Badu,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Eli Mardock,
Matthew Halsall,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Adolescents,
Blake Baxter,
Cameo,
The Cure,
Chrome,
Wolf Eyes,
D'Angelo,
FM Einheit,
Tim Buckley,
Ornette Coleman,
Delon & Dalcan,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Man Parrish,
Scientists,
Nils Olav,
Prince Buster,
Pere Ubu,
The Knickerbockers,
Ultimate Spinach,
New Order,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Bronski Beat,
Basic Channel,
Joyce Sims,
Mark Hollis,
Tubeway Army,
Janne Schatter,
UT,
Gastr Del Sol,
Joe Finger,
Black Pus,
Anthony Braxton,
MC5,
Gang Starr,
Faraquet,
The Fortunes,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Chris Corsano,
Wire,
the Fania All-Stars,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marvin Gaye,
Arcadia,
Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover, Lebanon Hanover.
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.