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 Cameroon and from Columbus.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lagos and Columbus.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo 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 1980 at the first Cybotron practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 Flash Fearless to the punk kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Warren Ellis. All the underground hits.
All Wings tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lafayette Afro Rock Band 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sam Rivers record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Sandy B,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Albert Ayler,
Amazonics,
Alphaville,
James White and The Blacks,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Groovy Waters,
Joe Smooth,
Dead Boys,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Darondo,
Fela Kuti,
Peter & Gordon,
Traffic Nightmare,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Infiniti,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Alarm Clocks,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Bill Wells,
FM Einheit,
Leonard Cohen,
EPMD,
Ultra Naté,
The Remains,
Davy DMX,
Johnny Clarke,
Steve Hackett,
Bobby Sherman,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Leaves,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Human League,
Pole,
Accadde A,
The Monochrome Set,
Junior Murvin,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Metal Thangz,
Swell Maps,
Jeff Mills,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
PIL,
Laurel Aitken,
Mandrill,
Stiv Bators,
The Star Department,
Todd Rundgren,
Negative Approach,
Los Fastidios,
Crispy Ambulance,
Mantronix,
Delta 5,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Sällskapet,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros, The Zeros.
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.