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 Dominican Republic and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1966 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Calgary.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Madrid 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 spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Fear to the funk 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 Khruangbin. All the underground hits.
All Liliput tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Standells record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Brand Nubian record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sun Ra Arkestra,
EPMD,
Section 25,
Gil Scott Heron,
Lebanon Hanover,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Joyce Sims,
Faust,
The Martian,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
Supertramp,
The Raincoats,
Todd Terry,
Rotary Connection,
The Gap Band,
Big Daddy Kane,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Black Sheep,
Unwound,
Gregory Isaacs,
Lower 48,
Whodini,
Piero Umiliani,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Blancmange,
Todd Rundgren,
Sonic Youth,
La Düsseldorf,
Sister Nancy,
Patti Smith,
Slick Rick,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Shoche,
The New Christs,
Altered Images,
Wighnomy Brothers & Robag Wruhme,
Crispian St. Peters,
Eurythmics,
The Standells,
Harpers Bizarre,
David Axelrod,
Bootsy Collins,
Bill Near,
Ornette Coleman,
Scion,
This Heat,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Bronski Beat,
Blake Baxter,
In Retrospect,
Amon Düül II,
David McCallum,
The Beau Brummels,
Cymande,
World's Most,
Boredoms,
the Association,
The Cure, The Cure, The Cure, The Cure.
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.