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 Ireland and from Jakarta.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001.
I was there at the first Tiga show in Montreal.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 1976 at the first Buzzcocks practice in a loft in Bolton.
I was working on the marimba 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 Jandek to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Curtis Mayfield. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sun Ra 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 güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Doors record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Pharoah Sanders,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Judy Mowatt,
Urselle,
Arab on Radar,
Michelle Simonal,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Todd Rundgren,
Rod Modell,
The American Breed,
F. McDonald,
Second Layer,
Marine Girls,
Negative Approach,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Marmalade,
Stetsasonic,
the Normal,
Pantaleimon,
Nirvana,
Maurizio,
Connie Case,
Drexciya,
The Wake,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Chris & Cosey,
Avey Tare's Slasher Flicks,
Crash Course in Science,
Can,
Siglo XX,
The Shadows of Knight,
K-Klass,
The Angels of Light,
Graham Central Station,
Rapeman,
Jeff Mills,
Sex Pistols,
Jeff Lynne,
Rakim,
Fort Wilson Riot,
Aloha Tigers,
Alton Ellis,
Fat Boys,
Byron Stingily,
Altered Images,
JFA,
Peter & Gordon,
Colin Newman,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Erasure,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Tom Boy,
The Mojo Men,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Lalann,
Parry Music,
Skarface,
Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart, Al Stewart.
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.