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 Liechtenstein and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1963 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 theremin 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 David Axelrod to the disco 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 Neu!. All the underground hits.
All Pulsallama tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every New Age Steppers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rosa Yemen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Kinks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Patti Smith,
Cameo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
John Foxx,
Smog,
Japan,
La Düsseldorf,
The Moody Blues,
Eddi Front,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Nico,
Buzzcocks,
Archie Shepp,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Donald Byrd,
Lyres,
The Music Machine,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Reagan Youth,
Wally Richardson,
The Victims,
Pantaleimon,
Brass Construction,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Cosmic Jokers,
the Fania All-Stars,
Spoonie Gee,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Sandy B,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Sixth Finger,
Todd Terry,
Infiniti,
Prince Buster,
Grey Daturas,
Camberwell Now,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
China Crisis,
Kas Product,
The Busters,
Bill Wells,
Eurythmics,
Davy DMX,
Country Teasers,
The Young Rascals,
Yaz,
Con Funk Shun,
Flash Fearless,
Grandmaster Flash,
John Coltrane,
Dorothy Ashby,
Kevin Saunderson,
Lebanon Hanover,
Pylon,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Mojo Men,
The Techniques,
Oblivians,
Siglo XX,
Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton, Anthony Braxton.
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.