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 Botswana and from Toronto.
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 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Calgary 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 clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Ultimate Spinach to the disco 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 Piero Umiliani. All the underground hits.
All The Toasters tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Kurtis Blow 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a 808 and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Lizzy Mercier Descloux record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
Rites of Spring,
Simply Red,
Lower 48,
Terry Callier,
Gabor Szabo,
Mission of Burma,
DJ Style,
Laurel Aitken,
Sun City Girls,
Avey Tare,
Rotary Connection,
The Toasters,
Lucky Dragons,
Adolescents,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Names,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Urselle,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Circle Jerks,
Ossler,
Q65,
Thee Headcoats,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Dual Sessions,
Eden Ahbez,
Porter Ricks,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Gang Dance,
The Monochrome Set,
Zero Boys,
Nico,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
LL Cool J,
Ultimate Spinach,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
CMW,
Soft Machine,
Crispy Ambulance,
Piero Umiliani,
Steve Hackett,
Animal Collective,
48th St. Collective,
Jeru the Damaja,
Niagra,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Gil Scott Heron,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Darondo,
The Evens,
Boredoms,
Pierre Henry,
Section 25,
The Knickerbockers,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Basic Channel,
Essential Logic,
The Fall,
Hashim,
Ponytail,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash, Grandmaster Flash.
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.