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 Swaziland and from Delhi.
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 1963 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manila 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart 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 The Black Dice to the rap kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Darondo. All the underground hits.
All Selector Dub Narcotic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The J.B.'s record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a harpsichord and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun City Girls 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?
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Public Enemy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Seeds,
Unrelated Segments,
Theoretical Girls,
The Litter,
Flipper,
Traffic Nightmare,
Stetsasonic,
Danielle Patucci,
Youth Brigade,
Altered Images,
Swell Maps,
Radio Birdman,
Sun City Girls,
Bobby Womack,
Ultimate Spinach,
The Music Machine,
Intrusion,
The New Christs,
Drexciya,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Camberwell Now,
Second Layer,
Eden Ahbez,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Sound Behaviour,
Banda Bassotti,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Von Mondo,
Brick,
Gregory Isaacs,
Soul Sonic Force,
Johnny Osbourne,
Gang of Four,
Skriet,
Sandy B,
John Lydon,
Terrestrial Tones,
Lower 48,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
The Fire Engines,
Freddie Wadling,
Panda Bear,
Grey Daturas,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Cybotron,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Cluster,
The Smoke,
Mars,
Khruangbin,
Liliput,
Porter Ricks,
Brand Nubian,
Hardrive,
The Associates,
Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin, Lalo Schifrin.
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.