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 Austria and from Lille.
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 Milan and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb 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 Ituana to the jazz 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 The Saints. All the underground hits.
All The Moleskins tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Mary Jane Girls 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 an organ and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Leonard Cohen record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Moody Blues,
Y Pants,
The Fugs,
Rufus Thomas,
kango's stein massive,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Janne Schatter,
David Bowie,
The Fortunes,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Yusef Lateef,
The Trojans,
Ultimate Spinach,
Half Japanese,
China Crisis,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Jerry Gold Smith,
The Pretty Things,
The Fire Engines,
E-Dancer,
Yaz,
Idris Muhammad,
Crooked Eye,
Pantaleimon,
MC5,
Roy Ayers,
Visage,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Angels of Light,
Desert Stars,
Gang Starr,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
The Slackers,
The Dead C,
Bob Dylan,
The Flesh Eaters,
KRS-One,
Kayak,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Minor Threat,
Dawn Penn,
Trumans Water,
The Cure,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Ice-T,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Raincoats,
Von Mondo,
The Move,
Byron Stingily,
Television,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
New Age Steppers,
The Black Dice,
The Alarm Clocks,
Hot Snakes,
Freddie Wadling,
John Lydon,
Animal Collective,
Black Flag,
Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd, Donald Byrd.
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.