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 Somalia and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Rotary Connection to the grime kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Bad Manners. All the underground hits.
All Jimmy McGriff tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lucky Dragons record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 clarinet and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Essential Logic,
Cal Tjader,
Tom Boy,
Laurel Aitken,
Joe Smooth,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
New Order,
Monks,
Reagan Youth,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mary Jane Girls,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Ituana,
The Names,
Boredoms,
Public Image Ltd.,
The Birthday Party,
Wire,
New Age Steppers,
Accadde A,
Jacob Miller,
Metal Thangz,
Barclay James Harvest,
Mo-Dettes,
Bizarre Inc.,
Prince Buster,
La Düsseldorf,
Amon Düül II,
Mr. Review,
Audionom,
The Count Five,
Sandy B,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Clear Light,
B.T. Express,
Average White Band,
Cybotron,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Grandmaster Flash,
The Cure,
Supertramp,
Darondo,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Minor Threat,
The Sonics,
Anthony Braxton,
Byron Stingily,
Magma,
Arthur Verocai,
the Germs,
Terrestrial Tones,
JFA,
Blake Baxter,
One Last Wish,
Aloha Tigers,
CMW,
Robert Hood,
The Young Rascals,
Glenn Branca,
Grey Daturas,
the Swans, the Swans, the Swans, the Swans.
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.