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 Paraguay and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Neu! show in Düsseldorf.
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 1960 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school London 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 1983 at the first Lewis practice in a loft in Vancouver.
I was working on the chamberlin sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Swans to the rap 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 Bill Near. All the underground hits.
All The Cosmic Jokers tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Robert Görl 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a linndrum and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Flipper record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Archie Shepp,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Idris Muhammad,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
The Seeds,
Darondo,
KRS-One,
K-Klass,
Bronski Beat,
Clear Light,
the Normal,
Faraquet,
Pharoah Sanders,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Freddie Wadling,
Sex Pistols,
Rapeman,
Avey Tare,
UT,
Juan Atkins,
The Gun Club,
Isaac Hayes,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Fluxion,
Junior Murvin,
Lou Christie,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
the Swans,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Flash Fearless,
The Kinks,
Sparks,
Eurythmics,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
The Mojo Men,
Kas Product,
Scientists,
Tears for Fears,
Sonic Youth,
Ronnie Foster,
JFA,
The Offenders,
Gabor Szabo,
Gang Gang Dance,
The Trojans,
Alison Limerick,
The Dirtbombs,
Matthew Bourne,
Cal Tjader,
Sonny Sharrock,
Eli Mardock,
David Bowie,
Brothers Johnson,
Rufus Thomas,
Pagans,
Magazine,
Lindisfarne,
Johnny Clarke,
Slave,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites, The Skatalites.
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.