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 Belize and from Edmonton.
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 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Lille.
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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the oboe 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 Rahsaan Roland Kirk to the funk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Lee Hazlewood. All the underground hits.
All Matthew Bourne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Moby Grape record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Doors,
Godley & Creme,
The Alarm Clocks,
Radiopuhelimet,
R.M.O.,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Ken Boothe,
The Raincoats,
Anakelly,
Dark Day,
B.T. Express,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
New Order,
Delon & Dalcan,
Nik Kershaw,
AZ,
Jacob Miller,
Model 500,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Monolake,
Jesper Dahlback,
Reuben Wilson,
DJ Style,
Ituana,
Ludus,
Livin' Joy,
Underground Resistance,
Marcia Griffiths,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Pole,
Bootsy Collins,
Camouflage,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Ralphi Rosario,
Thee Headcoats,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Harpers Bizarre,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Real Kids,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Motions,
The Dirtbombs,
PIL,
Deakin,
Von Mondo,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Pierre Henry,
Cabaret Voltaire,
John Lydon,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lungfish,
Barry Ungar,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Albert Ayler,
Severed Heads,
Quadrant,
Rosa Yemen,
Warren Ellis,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Joe Smooth,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic, Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic.
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.