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 Rwanda and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Mistral show in Amsterdam.
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 1964 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Milan and Toronto.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Bologna 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Quantec to the rap 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 Crash Course in Science. All the underground hits.
All E-Dancer tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Jawbox 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 '90s.
I hear you're buying a mellotron and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Dead C record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ituana,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Jeru the Damaja,
Jacob Miller,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Tommy Roe,
The Gladiators,
Bob Dylan,
Surgeon,
Heaven 17,
The Happenings,
The Gap Band,
Crooked Eye,
Eric Dolphy,
Pharoah Sanders,
Public Image Ltd.,
Neu!,
Magma,
Sandy B,
Archie Shepp,
Sister Nancy,
MDC,
Lyres,
Alison Limerick,
The Dirtbombs,
X-Ray Spex,
Eden Ahbez,
Slave,
Mad Mike,
Bluetip,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Kaleidoscope,
Royal Trux,
Wire,
UT,
Jerry's Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Gang Green,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Monolake,
It's A Beautiful Day,
The Shadows of Knight,
Black Flag,
The Moleskins,
Joe Smooth,
Nick Fraelich,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Television,
Lou Christie,
Crash Course in Science,
Depeche Mode,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Red Lorry Yellow Lorry,
Echospace,
The Skatalites,
Roxy Music,
Outsiders,
Ultimate Spinach,
Kool Moe Dee,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Severed Heads,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago, Art Ensemble Of Chicago.
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.