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 India and from Tehran.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973.
I was there at the first Television show in New York.
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 1967 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 snare 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 Albert Ayler to the funk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Fugazi. All the underground hits.
All The Offenders tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rufus Thomas 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a MDC record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Charles Mingus,
LL Cool J,
John Lydon,
Au Pairs,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Joyce Sims,
JFA,
The Doobie Brothers,
The Mojo Men,
Hoover,
Amon Düül,
Minutemen,
Crooked Eye,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Drexciya,
Blake Baxter,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Buckinghams,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Bobby Byrd,
Isaac Hayes,
Aswad,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Delon & Dalcan,
Groovy Waters,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Cowsills,
Mad Mike,
Barbara Tucker,
Clear Light,
Das Ding,
The Remains,
Maurizio,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Bizarre Inc.,
Nirvana,
The Cosmic Jokers,
F. McDonald,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
China Crisis,
John Cale,
Ultra Naté,
Joy Division,
The Mummies,
Tomorrow,
Franke,
Icehouse,
Bootsy Collins,
Alphaville,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sonic Youth,
The Wake,
Crash Course in Science,
Colin Newman,
Electric Prunes,
Q and Not U,
Electric Light Orchestra,
The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor, The Royal Family And The Poor.
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.