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 Slovakia and from Mumbai.
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 1964 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 Robert Palmer 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 Sonics to the rock kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Unrelated Segments. All the underground hits.
All Lebanon Hanover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Electric Prunes 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Agitation Free record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a linndrum.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Yazoo,
Don Cherry,
Panda Bear,
Drexciya,
Idris Muhammad,
Ornette Coleman,
The Searchers,
Chris & Cosey,
The Moleskins,
Niagra,
The Seeds,
Radiohead,
Silicon Teens,
Zapp,
Patti Smith,
Robert Görl,
OOIOO,
Cecil Taylor,
Mad Mike,
Ralphi Rosario,
Derrick May,
Barbara Tucker,
Quadrant,
Ossler,
The Pop Group,
Public Enemy,
The Slackers,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
Danielle Patucci,
Maurizio,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Anthony Braxton,
The Mummies,
Jacob Miller,
Scrapy,
The Durutti Column,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Fortunes,
Ronnie Foster,
Sight & Sound,
Spandau Ballet,
Wally Richardson,
The Dave Clark Five,
Eli Mardock,
Stereo Dub,
Todd Rundgren,
The New Christs,
The Motions,
Man Parrish,
Leonard Cohen,
Black Flag,
Icehouse,
Sex Pistols,
T.S.O.L.,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Loose Ends,
Soul Sonic Force,
The American Breed,
Warren Ellis,
Rotary Connection,
Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange, Blancmange.
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.