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 Nigeria and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Columbus and Beijing.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra 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 marimba 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 Surgeon to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Pylon. All the underground hits.
All Robert Wyatt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minny Pops record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco 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 snare and a spring reverb and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quadrant record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Das Ding,
KRS-One,
Ossler,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Lee Hazlewood,
Camberwell Now,
Technova,
Warsaw,
Nirvana,
Aswad,
Pussy Galore,
Can,
Goldenarms,
Severed Heads,
Sun Ra,
Procol Harum,
Joe Smooth,
the Germs,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Jacob Miller,
The Mummies,
Zero Boys,
The Skatalites,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Buckinghams,
Avey Tare,
The Black Dice,
T.S.O.L.,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Bad Manners,
Metal Thangz,
AZ,
In Retrospect,
Sex Pistols,
Sonic Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Girls At Our Best!,
Dorothy Ashby,
Yazoo,
The Golliwogs,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Todd Rundgren,
Anakelly,
Rosa Yemen,
Max Romeo,
Symarip,
Clear Light,
The New Christs,
Derrick Morgan,
The Walker Brothers,
Q65,
Lou Reed,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Joyce Sims,
Negative Approach,
Skriet,
David McCallum,
The Kinks,
B.T. Express,
Dual Sessions,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.