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 Yemen and from Beijing.
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 1969 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mumbai 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 linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Dennis Brown to the grime kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 the Germs. All the underground hits.
All Funkadelic tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Minutemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz 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 an oboe and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Charles Mingus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your guitar and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a guitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
the Bar-Kays,
Erasure,
Chrome,
Public Enemy,
Public Image Ltd.,
48th St. Collective,
DNA,
Neu!,
Brick,
Erykah Badu,
Qualms,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Ronnie Foster,
The Shadows of Knight,
Crispian St. Peters,
Zero Boys,
Radiopuhelimet,
Scion,
John Coltrane,
The Slackers,
Quando Quango,
Television Personalities,
Ponytail,
Traffic Nightmare,
Godley & Creme,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
The Misunderstood,
Junior Murvin,
The Alarm Clocks,
Gang Green,
Black Flag,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Reuben Wilson,
The Residents,
Quantec,
Anthony Braxton,
Young Marble Giants,
Wolf Eyes,
Visage,
Underground Resistance,
Eddi Front,
Soul Sonic Force,
Darondo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
The Young Rascals,
Pharoah Sanders,
Archie Shepp,
Joy Division,
Cal Tjader,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Rotary Connection,
Los Fastidios,
Wings,
Juan Atkins,
Rod Modell,
Theoretical Girls,
Man Eating Sloth,
Sonny Sharrock,
Barrington Levy,
Monolake,
Flipper, Flipper, Flipper, Flipper.
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.