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 Greece and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the 808 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 Dirtbombs to the grime 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk. All the underground hits.
All Ice-T tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Star Department 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 theremin and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Harpers Bizarre record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dennis Brown,
The Fire Engines,
The Fuzztones,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Neu!,
Al Stewart,
Yellowson,
Ohio Players,
Guru Guru,
The Shadows of Knight,
Lucky Dragons,
Brick,
Donny Hathaway,
L. Decosne,
Easy Going,
Robert Hood,
CMW,
Fat Boys,
The Raincoats,
The J.B.'s,
Toni Rubio,
Motorama,
a-ha,
Tomorrow,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
World's Most,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
New Age Steppers,
Basic Channel,
Surgeon,
David McCallum,
Hashim,
The Fortunes,
The Cure,
Crime,
Gastr Del Sol,
T. Rex,
Bobby Hutcherson,
The Blackbyrds,
The Durutti Column,
Unrelated Segments,
Harmonia,
Cal Tjader,
Iggy Pop,
Ronan,
Lakeside,
The Martian,
Flipper,
Bill Near,
the Soft Cell,
Lalo Schifrin,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kenny Larkin,
Hasil Adkins,
Althea and Donna,
Accadde A,
Minutemen,
The Happenings,
Stereo Dub,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Stooges,
X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex, X-Ray Spex.
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.