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 Lebanon and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 Milan and Mumbai.
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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the oboe sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 Khruangbin to the rock 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 Soft Cell. All the underground hits.
All Ornette Coleman tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Can 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a snare and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sällskapet record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a chamberlin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Davy DMX,
Alison Limerick,
Toni Rubio,
Jimmy McGriff,
The Motions,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Lindisfarne,
Pharaoh Sanders and the Fire Engines,
The Blackbyrds,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Anthony Braxton,
Buzzcocks,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Jandek,
D'Angelo,
Magazine,
Circle Jerks,
Model 500,
Kurtis Blow,
Derrick Morgan,
Cluster,
Groovy Waters,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Ultra Naté,
Albert Ayler,
The Electric Prunes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Patti Smith,
Archie Shepp,
Oneida,
Ohio Players,
Kaleidoscope,
Drive Like Jehu,
Godley & Creme,
Bill Near,
Prince Buster,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Guru Guru,
Sexual Harrassment,
The Standells,
Scion,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Quantec,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Pussy Galore,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Susan Cadogan,
Letta Mbulu,
Spoonie Gee,
Kerri Chandler,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
The Doobie Brothers,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Thompson Twins,
Procol Harum,
Black Pus,
Amon Düül II,
Minutemen,
The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps, The Cramps.
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.