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 Indonesia and from Cairo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1967 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Edmonton and Mumbai.
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 1971 at the first Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the clarinet 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 Ronan to the rap kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
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 Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Tom Boy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Amon Düül II record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rock hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and an organ and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Nico record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a linndrum.
I hear that you and your band have sold your linndrum and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Happenings,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Glambeats Corp.,
Black Pus,
Cymande,
Ornette Coleman,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Scratch Acid,
Sexual Harrassment,
Suburban Knight,
Fear,
Erasure,
Blake Baxter,
The Trojans,
The Buckinghams,
Pussy Galore,
Average White Band,
Young Marble Giants,
Black Moon,
Harpers Bizarre,
Stiv Bators,
Reuben Wilson,
DJ Style,
Ronnie Foster,
Al Stewart,
Lalann,
The Busters,
KRS-One,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
MC5,
Y Pants,
The Vogues,
Cybotron,
Glenn Branca,
Jawbox,
the Human League,
Freddie Wadling,
Roxette,
The Mighty Diamonds,
Alton Ellis,
The Toasters,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Circle Jerks,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Stockholm Monsters,
Donny Hathaway,
Sister Nancy,
Tomorrow,
Peter and Kerry,
Gang of Four,
New Order,
Arab on Radar,
Lungfish,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Newcleus,
The Doors,
The Five Americans,
Derrick Morgan,
Janne Schatter,
Jesper Dahlback,
PIL,
U.S. Maple,
Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci, Danielle Patucci.
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.