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 Iceland and from Hong Kong.
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 Johannesburg and Johannesburg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Hong Kong 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Selecter to the techno kids.
I played it at Trash.
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 Terry Callier. All the underground hits.
All Warren Ellis tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Los Fastidios record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an oboe and a güiro and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Blues Magoos record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Cameo,
The Shadows of Knight,
The Doobie Brothers,
Supertramp,
Essential Logic,
Eddi Front,
Technova,
Prince Buster,
The Dirtbombs,
the Soft Cell,
Davy DMX,
One Last Wish,
Subhumans,
Tom Boy,
Mission of Burma,
Judy Mowatt,
John Lydon,
UT,
Rhythm & Sound,
Unwound,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Evens,
Tres Demented,
Juan Atkins,
Youth Brigade,
Kool Moe Dee,
Nas,
The Skatalites,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Sex Pistols,
Althea and Donna,
Sister Nancy,
Swell Maps,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Piero Umiliani,
Roxy Music,
Surgeon,
Motorama,
L. Decosne,
Byron Stingily,
Deepchord,
Accadde A,
Parry Music,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Talk Talk,
Public Image Ltd.,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Arab on Radar,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Lalann,
Yaz,
Kaleidoscope,
Joy Division,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Ultravox,
Donald Byrd,
Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario, Ralphi Rosario.
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.