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 Ecuador and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Albert Ayler to the rap 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 Sun Ra. All the underground hits.
All Monolake tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ludus record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Joy Division record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Alton Ellis,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Yellowson,
Funky Four + One,
Arab on Radar,
Charles Mingus,
a-ha,
Intrusion,
Au Pairs,
Lakeside,
Khruangbin,
Pole,
Jandek,
The Invisible,
Joe Finger,
Neil Young,
Maleditus Sound,
A Certain Ratio,
The Young Rascals,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Monolake,
The Flesh Eaters,
Yusef Lateef,
The Pretty Things,
Grandmaster Flash,
Ken Boothe,
Groovy Waters,
AZ,
Das Ding,
Unrelated Segments,
The Beau Brummels,
Bauhaus,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Clear Light,
The Cowsills,
Sparks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Todd Terry,
Boogie Down Productions,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Glambeats Corp.,
Girls At Our Best!,
Supertramp,
Michelle Simonal,
Joe Smooth,
These Immortal Souls,
Thee Headcoats,
Spoonie Gee,
Circle Jerks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Anthony Braxton,
Jeff Mills,
The Dead C,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
JFA,
Excepter,
T. Rex,
Moss Icon,
K-Klass,
Roy Ayers,
Funkadelic,
Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren, Todd Rundgren.
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.