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 Albania and from Manchester.
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 1961 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Spokane.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Ubu practice in a loft in Cleveland.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Victims to the grunge kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Happenings. All the underground hits.
All Wire tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every DNA 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 '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultimate Spinach record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a mellotron.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Essential Logic,
Aaron Thompson,
The Grass Roots,
Lakeside,
Q65,
Carl Craig,
Robert Görl,
Alice Coltrane,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Sisters of Mercy,
The Real Kids,
The Selecter,
Cecil Taylor,
The Count Five,
Kerrie Biddell,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Monochrome Set,
Pylon,
Marcia Griffiths,
Fugazi,
Silicon Teens,
Tubeway Army,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
H. Thieme,
Peter & Gordon,
Hashim,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Hood,
The Fuzztones,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Al Stewart,
This Heat,
Leonard Cohen,
Ronan,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Mandrill,
Arcadia,
Agent Orange,
The Victims,
Can,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Tommy Roe,
Althea and Donna,
Magazine,
John Holt,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Zeros,
New Age Steppers,
Absolute Body Control,
Matthew Halsall,
Black Pus,
The Star Department,
Wings,
Alton Ellis,
Dennis Brown,
Depeche Mode,
Pagans,
The Dave Clark Five,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities, Television Personalities.
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.