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 Mali and from Paris.
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 1965 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Philadelphia and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lyon 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 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 The Seeds to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 The Pretty Things. All the underground hits.
All Joe Finger tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MC5 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Alton Ellis record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought an organ.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Skatalites,
The Red Krayola,
Moby Grape,
The Fortunes,
Fluxion,
Lou Reed,
Sonny Sharrock,
Darondo,
The Saints,
Prince Buster,
Pantytec,
Monolake,
Arthur Verocai,
Excepter,
Faust,
The Cure,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Leonard Cohen,
Bobby Sherman,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
The Sound,
Drive Like Jehu,
Black Pus,
Joey Negro,
Davy DMX,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Silicon Teens,
The Selecter,
Monks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Black Moon,
Duran Duran,
Easy Going,
Basic Channel,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Gian Franco Pienzio,
Technova,
Scan 7,
Lucky Dragons,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Marcia Griffiths,
Kerri Chandler,
Hardrive,
Urselle,
Gang Green,
Minnie Riperton,
Section 25,
Piero Umiliani,
The Gories,
Bob Dylan,
The Divine Comedy,
Buzzcocks,
Public Image Ltd.,
Throbbing Gristle,
Marine Girls,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Mark Hollis,
Neil Young,
Gastr Del Sol,
Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music, Roxy Music.
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.