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 Zambia and from Edmonton.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977.
I was there at the first Human League show in Sheffield.
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 1961 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Toronto and Mexico City.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the clarinet sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Max Romeo to the crunk kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Panda Bear. All the underground hits.
All Lyres tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Khruangbin 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Crash Course in Science record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a guitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Germs,
PIL,
Aswad,
Cal Tjader,
Chris Corsano,
The Neon Judgement,
X-101,
Cymande,
Qualms,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Alice Coltrane,
Flash Fearless,
Rapeman,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Arcadia,
Alton Ellis,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Sex Pistols,
The New Christs,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
The Star Department,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Bob Dylan,
Pussy Galore,
Faust,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
David McCallum,
ABBA,
Sound Behaviour,
Moss Icon,
a-ha,
Danielle Patucci,
Ronan,
The Skatalites,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Half Japanese,
Max Romeo,
Anakelly,
Alison Limerick,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Godley & Creme,
The Seeds,
Boredoms,
Sandy B,
Hashim,
Eli Mardock,
Amon Düül,
The Invisible,
The Wake,
Mary Jane Girls,
Minor Threat,
Youth Brigade,
The Gun Club,
Fluxion,
Pantaleimon,
Wolf Eyes,
Albert Ayler,
Make Up,
Stockholm Monsters,
Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance, Crispy Ambulance.
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.