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 Kuwait and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
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 1961 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Portland and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 The Slits to the funk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Swell Maps. All the underground hits.
All Bang on a Can All-Stars tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Peter and Kerry 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 an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Gang Gang Dance record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Nils Olav,
Eden Ahbez,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joey Negro,
The Modern Lovers,
the Slits,
Mandrill,
Isaac Hayes,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Quantec,
Goldenarms,
Stereo Dub,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Wasted Youth,
Iggy Pop,
Flash Fearless,
Jesper Dahlback,
Terrestrial Tones,
Camberwell Now,
Pole,
Supertramp,
Thee Headcoats,
The Pretty Things,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Anakelly,
Fela Kuti,
Terry Callier,
The Red Krayola,
EPMD,
Brass Construction,
The Fall,
Alison Limerick,
Minnie Riperton,
Surgeon,
Bill Near,
John Coltrane,
Liliput,
Aswad,
The Moleskins,
The Dead C,
Scrapy,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Pagans,
X-101,
Kaleidoscope,
Stockholm Monsters,
Ornette Coleman,
Gregory Isaacs,
Swell Maps,
The Kinks,
KRS-One,
Chris & Cosey,
The Knickerbockers,
Bluetip,
Derrick Morgan,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
FM Einheit,
Ken Boothe,
T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L., T.S.O.L..
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.