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 Ecuador and from Delhi.
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 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manila and Hong Kong.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Copenhagen 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 theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Patti Smith to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
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 Bizarre Inc.. All the underground hits.
All Don Cherry tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Marmalade record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Skriet 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?
Gregory Isaacs,
Ituana,
Bob Dylan,
Quantec,
Hashim,
Glenn Branca,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Boogie Down Productions,
Althea and Donna,
The Electric Prunes,
L. Decosne,
Donald Byrd,
David Axelrod,
Scan 7,
Guru Guru,
China Crisis,
Erykah Badu,
Albert Ayler,
Stereo Dub,
DNA,
The Fire Engines,
Funky Four + One,
Stetsasonic,
The Kinks,
Black Bananas,
Metal Thangz,
Sandy B,
Roy Ayers,
Kevin Saunderson,
John Lydon,
Joyce Sims,
Average White Band,
Arthur Verocai,
Traffic Nightmare,
Sun Ra,
KRS-One,
Faust,
Brass Construction,
Reuben Wilson,
The Fugs,
Tears for Fears,
Robert Wyatt,
T.S.O.L.,
Fatback Band,
The Velvet Underground,
The Black Dice,
Gang of Four,
Fad Gadget,
This Heat,
Alice Coltrane,
Agitation Free,
Dave Gahan,
Ossler,
Derrick Morgan,
Oblivians,
Bronski Beat,
John Cale,
The Young Rascals,
Andrew Hill,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Sarah Menescal,
Grauzone,
Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter, Janne Schatter.
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.