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 Barbados and from Lagos.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984.
I was there at the first Arcadia show in 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 1964 to 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Madrid and Portland.
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 1979 at the first Josef K practice in a loft in Edinburgh.
I was working on the theremin 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 Boredoms to the rock 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 Dead Boys. All the underground hits.
All Television Personalities tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Lalann record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bang On A Can record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Funky Four + One,
Con Funk Shun,
John Coltrane,
The Angels of Light,
Bluetip,
Grey Daturas,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Hot Snakes,
Lebanon Hanover,
Black Bananas,
Eric Copeland,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
The Motions,
Bizarre Inc.,
Warren Ellis,
Pantaleimon,
Delta 5,
The Skatalites,
LL Cool J,
The Divine Comedy,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Leonard Cohen,
Nation of Ulysses,
the Bar-Kays,
Easy Going,
The Count Five,
the Association,
Ralphi Rosario,
Soft Cell,
KRS-One,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
the Slits,
David Axelrod,
Outsiders,
Newcleus,
The Birthday Party,
The Black Dice,
Arcadia,
Country Joe & The Fish,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
The Electric Prunes,
Sandy B,
Fat Boys,
Marcia Griffiths,
Roy Ayers,
Bill Near,
Nik Kershaw,
Jeru the Damaja,
The Standells,
Lucky Dragons,
The Misunderstood,
Ludus,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Hashim,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Prince Buster,
The Remains,
The Fuzztones,
Half Japanese,
Stetsasonic,
Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7, Scan 7.
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.