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 Congo and from Salvador.
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 1965 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Taipei 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
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 Henry Cow to the funk 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 FM Einheit. All the underground hits.
All Hoover tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pylon record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Siglo XX record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your organ and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an organ.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Groovy Waters,
The Human League,
Gang Starr,
Section 25,
Ralphi Rosario,
The Smiths,
Television Personalities,
The New Christs,
DJ Style,
Ronan,
Terry Callier,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Busters,
Hashim,
Negative Approach,
La Düsseldorf,
Supertramp,
Minny Pops,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Con Funk Shun,
Kas Product,
Animal Collective,
Maurizio,
Todd Rundgren,
John Coltrane,
Toni Rubio,
The Neon Judgement,
Ronnie Foster,
Pole,
Eric Dolphy,
Suburban Knight,
The Martian,
Don Cherry,
Joyce Sims,
EPMD,
The Smoke,
The Stooges,
The Count Five,
Ornette Coleman,
Slave,
Wally Richardson,
The Angels of Light,
Quadrant,
Radio Birdman,
Silicon Teens,
The Beau Brummels,
the Slits,
KRS-One,
The Searchers,
D'Angelo,
Infiniti,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Schoolly D,
Tres Demented,
Kaleidoscope,
The Doobie Brothers,
Laurel Aitken,
Amazonics,
Donald Byrd,
R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O., R.M.O..
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.