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 Dominica and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1980.
I was there at the first Cybotron show in Detroit.
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 1968 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Accra.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the snare 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 Johnny Osbourne to the grime 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 The Fall. All the underground hits.
All Deakin tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Marine Girls record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Von Mondo,
Rotary Connection,
Piero Umiliani,
This Heat,
Radiopuhelimet,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Gastr Del Sol,
Bill Wells,
Half Japanese,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Big Daddy Kane,
Eden Ahbez,
Cameo,
Panda Bear,
Crash Course in Science,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
The Gladiators,
Zapp,
the Germs,
Kaleidoscope,
The Shadows of Knight,
Altered Images,
Can,
Sight & Sound,
Tres Demented,
Pussy Galore,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Lower 48,
The Misunderstood,
The Five Americans,
Erasure,
Prince Buster,
Slave,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
The Seeds,
Jimmy McGriff,
Brick,
Iggy Pop,
June of 44,
The Busters,
Deepchord,
Rapeman,
Nas,
Lalo Schifrin,
Marc Almond,
The Vogues,
New Order,
ABC,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
The Kinks,
Mr. Review,
Jesper Dahlback,
Rekid,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Scott Walker,
Spoonie Gee,
The Moody Blues,
Girls At Our Best!,
Minor Threat,
Alton Ellis,
Joy Division,
Royal Trux,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry, Peter and Kerry.
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.