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 Malawi and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Lindisfarne to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Bang On A Can. All the underground hits.
All Moby Grape tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Minutemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Sonics,
Negative Approach,
Public Enemy,
Soft Cell,
Intrusion,
The Fugs,
X-101,
Skarface,
The Saints,
Sonic Youth,
UT,
Black Moon,
The Skatalites,
Pharoah Sanders,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Metal Thangz,
Flash Fearless,
The Music Machine,
Schoolly D,
The Names,
Oblivians,
The Invisible,
Unwound,
Bauhaus,
Brass Construction,
New Order,
Joey Negro,
Joe Smooth,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Cecil Taylor,
The Victims,
Pantaleimon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Stereo Dub,
Saccharine Trust,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
The Last Poets,
Livin' Joy,
Grandmaster Flash,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Joyce Sims,
The Alarm Clocks,
Blancmange,
Clear Light,
the Bar-Kays,
Wally Richardson,
Janne Schatter,
Lee Hazlewood,
Chrome,
Stetsasonic,
Eric Dolphy,
Barclay James Harvest,
Qualms,
Cybotron,
Lalo Schifrin,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Martian,
The J.B.'s,
Q and Not U,
Drive Like Jehu,
Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys, Dead Boys.
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.