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 Bolivia and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Accra.
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 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 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 Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan 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 Buzzcocks. All the underground hits.
All Fluxion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pierre Henry record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Bad Manners,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Procol Harum,
World's Most,
The Detroit Cobras,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gong,
Depeche Mode,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
These Immortal Souls,
Sandy B,
Hardrive,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Ten City,
Dave Gahan,
Chris & Cosey,
Arcadia,
John Coltrane,
The Cowsills,
Erasure,
The Gories,
The United States of America,
Sugar Minott,
Half Japanese,
Be Bop Deluxe,
X-Ray Spex,
the Germs,
Charles Mingus,
The J.B.'s,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jeff Mills,
Icehouse,
Laurel Aitken,
8 Eyed Spy,
Traffic Nightmare,
Tears for Fears,
Gang Gang Dance,
Niagra,
Outsiders,
DJ Style,
Fear,
The Slits,
Section 25,
Glenn Branca,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Kool Moe Dee,
Radiohead,
Soul Sonic Force,
Oneida,
Albert Ayler,
Blake Baxter,
Circle Jerks,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Gang Starr,
Spoonie Gee,
Gastr Del Sol,
Aloha Tigers,
Cal Tjader,
Tropical Tobacco,
MC5,
Jacob Miller,
Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents, Adolescents.
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.