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 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Manchester.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Johannesburg 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Funkadelic to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 The New Christs. All the underground hits.
All Royal Trux tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Chris & Cosey record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Royal Family And The Poor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Blues Magoos,
Graham Central Station,
Mark Hollis,
The Motions,
Cybotron,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Blackbyrds,
The American Breed,
Skaos,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Wire,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kayak,
Warren Ellis,
The Selecter,
The Sound,
Urselle,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
H. Thieme,
UT,
Archie Shepp,
Alison Limerick,
James White and The Blacks,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Gregory Isaacs,
Schoolly D,
Toni Rubio,
Outsiders,
Scratch Acid,
Brick,
Little Man,
Youth Brigade,
The Toasters,
The Young Rascals,
Television,
The Last Poets,
Lungfish,
Shuggie Otis,
Peter and Kerry,
Franke,
OOIOO,
Jeru the Damaja,
Cal Tjader,
The Zeros,
Main Source,
The Litter,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Yellowson,
Sight & Sound,
Pagans,
Model 500,
Bob Dylan,
Lucky Dragons,
Ultra Naté,
John Holt,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Slits,
Ludus,
Davy DMX,
Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal, Sarah Menescal.
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.