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 Moldova and from Milan.
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 1965 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 güiro 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 Mission of Burma to the electroclash 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 Japan. All the underground hits.
All Cecil Taylor tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bootsy's Rubber Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kool G Rap & DJ Polo record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Donald Byrd,
Rotary Connection,
Funkadelic,
The Dead C,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Amon Düül,
Public Image Ltd.,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Crash Course in Science,
Robert Wyatt,
The Martian,
This Heat,
Au Pairs,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Kool Moe Dee,
The Smiths,
DJ Style,
Yusef Lateef,
The Smoke,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Dave Clark Five,
The Buckinghams,
Unwound,
Thompson Twins,
Severed Heads,
Blossom Toes,
Cameo,
The Blues Magoos,
Talk Talk,
Cheater Slicks,
Tubeway Army,
Basic Channel,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
The Mojo Men,
Kenny Larkin,
Das Ding,
The Durutti Column,
John Foxx,
Piero Umiliani,
Carl Craig,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Television Personalities,
Avey Tare,
Ronan,
The Toasters,
Charles Mingus,
R.M.O.,
Hardrive,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Black Dice,
Peter & Gordon,
The Angels of Light,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Lou Christie,
Radiohead,
Arthur Verocai,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Alice Coltrane,
Lee Hazlewood,
Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster, Ronnie Foster.
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.