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 Madagascar and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Art of Noise 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 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
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 Pet Shop Boys to the rap 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 Nirvana. All the underground hits.
All Derrick Morgan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Wolf Eyes record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MC5 record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Toasters,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Stiv Bators,
The Grass Roots,
Drexciya,
Half Japanese,
LL Cool J,
Sonny Sharrock,
X-101,
Loose Ends,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Archie Shepp,
Khruangbin,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Lightning Bolt,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Josef K,
Sister Nancy,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
The Martian,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Vladislav Delay,
Slave,
Matthew Halsall,
Warsaw,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Dirtbombs,
The American Breed,
Piero Umiliani,
Johnny Osbourne,
Rakim,
Porter Ricks,
Darondo,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Don Cherry,
Ossler,
The Human League,
The Last Poets,
The Star Department,
Flash Fearless,
The Cure,
Danielle Patucci,
Bush Tetras,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Dark Day,
Organ,
Charles Mingus,
Sonic Youth,
Donny Hathaway,
Rosa Yemen,
The Zeros,
Lebanon Hanover,
Minny Pops,
Nirvana,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Reagan Youth,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Shoche,
Graham Central Station,
The Black Dice,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Television,
Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive, Kango’s Stein Massive.
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.