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 Thailand and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Zapp show in Hamilton.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Alton Ellis to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Skarface tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying an organ and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Maurizio record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Parry Music,
Goldenarms,
Eddi Front,
Reagan Youth,
The Beau Brummels,
Ituana,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Dorothy Ashby,
Unwound,
Moby Grape,
The Gladiators,
Radiopuhelimet,
Q65,
Andrew Hill,
Moebius,
Nirvana,
Bauhaus,
Morten Harket,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Chrome,
Henry Cow,
Funkadelic,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
X-101,
Skaos,
The Toasters,
Angry Samoans,
Joensuu 1685,
Pharoah Sanders,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Mark Hollis,
The Monochrome Set,
Junior Murvin,
Sexual Harrassment,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
The Gap Band,
The Young Rascals,
Ludus,
Animal Collective,
Yazoo,
Subhumans,
The Neon Judgement,
The Evens,
Amazonics,
Wally Richardson,
Nas,
The Stooges,
Roxy Music,
Deakin,
Jimmy McGriff,
Rotary Connection,
Q and Not U,
Little Man,
John Cale,
Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth, Sonic Youth.
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.