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 Cambodia and from Beijing.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the sitar 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 Gregory Isaacs to the funk kids.
I played it at the Crocodile.
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 Golliwogs. All the underground hits.
All Erasure tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every PIL 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 '80s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra Arkestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a synthesizer.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Stereo Dub,
Grauzone,
The American Breed,
Tim Buckley,
One Last Wish,
The Black Dice,
Excepter,
Terry Callier,
Basic Channel,
The Golliwogs,
Pole,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Eddi Front,
Echospace,
Crispian St. Peters,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Joey Negro,
The Barracudas,
Theoretical Girls,
Goldenarms,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Eric B and Rakim,
D'Angelo,
Curtis Mayfield,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Buzzcocks,
MDC,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Frankie Knuckles,
ABBA,
Boredoms,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
KRS-One,
Robert Görl,
Josef K,
Robert Hood,
Drive Like Jehu,
Sällskapet,
Graham Central Station,
Camouflage,
Rufus Thomas,
FM Einheit,
Roxy Music,
Hasil Adkins,
Marmalade,
Agent Orange,
Inner City,
Angels of Light & Akron/Family,
Derrick May,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Severed Heads,
Underground Resistance,
Jeff Lynne,
Sonny Sharrock,
Whodini,
Aural Exciters,
Ponytail,
Fat Boys,
Radio Birdman,
The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy, The Divine Comedy.
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.