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 Andorra and from Lille.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
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 1960 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Sao Paulo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi 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 Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the linndrum 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 Alice Coltrane to the crunk 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 Massinfluence. All the underground hits.
All Los Fastidios tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Ice-T 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a World's Most record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a clarinet.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Das Ding,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Absolute Body Control,
Bill Near,
Lindisfarne,
Jeff Mills,
Y Pants,
Sound Behaviour,
LL Cool J,
Vladislav Delay,
Echospace,
In Retrospect,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Jesper Dahlback,
This Heat,
Thompson Twins,
Television Personalities,
The Blackbyrds,
Dennis Brown,
Black Bananas,
the Fania All-Stars,
Blossom Toes,
Bang On A Can,
The Index,
Robert Hood,
Aaron Thompson,
Kurtis Blow,
Panda Bear,
Camberwell Now,
Brass Construction,
Easy Going,
Nick Fraelich,
Cymande,
Flipper,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Joe Smooth,
Pet Shop Boys,
Metal Thangz,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
John Coltrane,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Lebanon Hanover,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Stiv Bators,
Vainqueur,
Dawn Penn,
Goldenarms,
Max Romeo,
Bauhaus,
Roy Ayers,
Excepter,
Sexual Harrassment,
Technova,
Unrelated Segments,
Tears for Fears,
Scientists,
Letta Mbulu,
Schoolly D,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Joensuu 1685,
The Barracudas,
cv313, cv313, cv313, cv313.
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.