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 Chile and from Hong Kong.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
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 1966 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Taipei.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Beijing 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 Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Sun Ra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Brothers Johnson. All the underground hits.
All Moebius tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every MDC 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ultramagnetic MC's record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a spring reverb.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Young Marble Giants,
E-Dancer,
Shoche,
Matthew Halsall,
The Star Department,
Ponytail,
Sugar Minott,
Jacques Brel,
LL Cool J,
R.M.O.,
Bluetip,
The Fuzztones,
Arthur Verocai,
Mary Jane Girls,
Tropical Tobacco,
the Sonics,
Johnny Osbourne,
Camouflage,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
CMW,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Subhumans,
Bauhaus,
Bronski Beat,
Amon Düül II,
Lightning Bolt,
Rufus Thomas,
Erasure,
Schoolly D,
Fat Boys,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Robert Wyatt,
Crime,
Robert Görl,
The Vogues,
Danielle Patucci,
JFA,
Wasted Youth,
Erykah Badu,
FM Einheit,
Jacob Miller,
Camberwell Now,
Sonic Youth,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Alton Ellis,
Josef K,
Nik Kershaw,
Brothers Johnson,
The Electric Prunes,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Stooges,
The J.B.'s,
Chris Corsano,
Smog,
Echospace,
Interpol,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Tubeway Army,
Lebanon Hanover,
Von Mondo,
Basic Channel,
Bobby Byrd,
The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds, The Seeds.
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.