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 Johannesburg.
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 1963 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the organ 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 Sugar Minott to the rock kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 Ice-T. All the underground hits.
All Leonard Cohen tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Eyeless In Gaza record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Cecil Taylor record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a güiro.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ken Boothe,
Minny Pops,
Gastr Del Sol,
EPMD,
Magma,
The Fall,
Maurizio,
Dave Gahan,
K-Klass,
Pole,
Roxette,
Isaac Hayes,
Letta Mbulu,
Deutsch Amerikanische Freundschaft,
Bill Near,
Kaleidoscope,
Cameo,
Hardrive,
Motorama,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Procol Harum,
Rakim,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Juan Atkins,
The Knickerbockers,
Organ,
the Sonics,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Tomorrow,
Aaron Thompson,
Davy DMX,
Moby Grape,
Electric Prunes,
Bang On A Can,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Jesper Dahlbäck,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Alton Ellis,
The Barracudas,
Index,
Joyce Sims,
Joensuu 1685,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
This Heat,
Crispian St. Peters,
Brass Construction,
Tears for Fears,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Red Krayola,
Albert Ayler,
Anakelly,
Flamin' Groovies,
Pulsallama,
Lou Reed,
Godley & Creme,
MC5,
Howard Jones,
Tres Demented,
UT,
Danielle Patucci,
The Mummies,
Q and Not U,
Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad, Idris Muhammad.
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.