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 Brunei and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Soft Boys show in Cambridge.
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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Seoul and Edmonton.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
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 Unwound to the funk 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 Brick. All the underground hits.
All Jeff Mills tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Pretty Things record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge 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 clarinet and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Circle Jerks record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Black Flag,
Fad Gadget,
Moebius,
Alice Coltrane,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Motions,
Kerri Chandler,
Can,
Blake Baxter,
Prince Buster,
The Move,
OOIOO,
Severed Heads,
The Martian,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
the Human League,
the Soft Cell,
Max Romeo,
The Fugs,
The Kinks,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bang On A Can,
Nico,
A Certain Ratio,
Glambeats Corp.,
Marcia Griffiths,
Ohio Players,
Khruangbin,
Lalann,
Grauzone,
Derrick May,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Organ,
Gang of Four,
The Index,
Joe Finger,
Ituana,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Busters,
Sarah Menescal,
Q65,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
Bauhaus,
The Detroit Cobras,
Davy DMX,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Sound,
The Mojo Men,
Skriet,
Tom Boy,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Quadrant,
Dark Day,
Guru Guru,
Crooked Eye,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Dorothy Ashby,
The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine, The Music Machine.
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.