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 Venezuela and from Stockholm.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1963 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Mumbai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Woodstock 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 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the snare 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 Lalo Schifrin to the funk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Brand Nubian. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Unrelated Segments,
Fatback Band,
June of 44,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Gary Puckett & The Union Gap,
Vladislav Delay,
Chris & Cosey,
Delta 5,
Curtis Mayfield,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Byron Stingily,
E-Dancer,
Terrestrial Tones,
Public Image Ltd.,
Charles Mingus,
K-Klass,
Brothers Johnson,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Simply Red,
Icehouse,
The Young Rascals,
The Motions,
Joe Smooth,
La Düsseldorf,
The Happenings,
Aural Exciters,
Eurythmics,
Gang Gang Dance,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Grey Daturas,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
a-ha,
Scott Walker,
Warren Ellis,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Danielle Patucci,
Jacob Miller,
Jeru the Damaja,
ABBA,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Roxy Music,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Freddie Wadling,
Maurizio,
Kas Product,
Althea and Donna,
New Age Steppers,
The Real Kids,
The Fire Engines,
The Searchers,
Stiv Bators,
Eve St. Jones,
Heaven 17,
Soft Cell,
Howard Jones,
Minor Threat,
Mars,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Be Bop Deluxe,
Interpol, Interpol, Interpol, Interpol.
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.