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 San Marino and from Portland.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987.
I was there at the first Nirvana show in Seattle.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Delhi.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos 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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the oboe 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 Banda Bassotti to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 New York Dolls. All the underground hits.
All Swell Maps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Chocolate Watch Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Kaleidoscope,
Carl Craig,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nation of Ulysses,
Jawbox,
Scion,
Rekid,
Suburban Knight,
This Heat,
Terrestrial Tones,
Byron Stingily,
Arcadia,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Radio Birdman,
Barclay James Harvest,
Bang On A Can,
Black Bananas,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Main Source,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
Charles Mingus,
Idris Muhammad,
The Associates,
Pantaleimon,
Echospace,
Liliput,
Lee Hazlewood,
Chris & Cosey,
Surgeon,
Heaven 17,
Monks,
Archie Shepp,
Can,
Matthew Bourne,
Sly & The Family Stone,
the Association,
U.S. Maple,
Quantec,
Marcia Griffiths,
The Invisible,
Fela Kuti,
Royal Trux,
Harmonia,
Kerri Chandler,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
The Velvet Underground,
The Tremeloes,
Guru Guru,
Lou Christie,
Patti Smith,
Jandek,
Marc Almond,
Zapp,
Negative Approach,
Shuggie Otis,
Buzzcocks,
Dark Day,
Nik Kershaw,
The Mummies,
The Selecter,
The Blackbyrds,
Sister Nancy,
Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall, Matthew Halsall.
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.