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 Saudi Arabia and from Stockholm.
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 1967 to 1972.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bremen and Salvador.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester 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 Big Star practice in a loft in Memphis.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 Black Flag to the rap kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
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 Joy Division. All the underground hits.
All Tommy Roe tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Hashim 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 '50s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a theremin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bauhaus record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Parry Music,
Soul II Soul,
The Last Poets,
Alice Coltrane,
The Neon Judgement,
Rosa Yemen,
The Sonics,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Aaron Thompson,
Cheater Slicks,
This Heat,
Eddi Front,
Drexciya,
Glambeats Corp.,
Siouxsie and the Banshees,
The Star Department,
The Red Krayola,
Liliput,
The Motions,
Arab on Radar,
The Fall,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Eric B and Rakim,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Grandmaster Flash,
Althea and Donna,
The Raincoats,
The Mummies,
the Human League,
Marc Almond,
Pulsallama,
Little Man,
the Sonics,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Swell Maps,
Model 500,
Fatback Band,
48th St. Collective,
Ten City,
Average White Band,
Graham Central Station,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Cal Tjader,
Moebius,
Ponytail,
FM Einheit,
China Crisis,
Deakin,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Crispy Ambulance,
DJ Sneak,
Japan,
Slave,
Crash Course in Science,
Nils Olav,
Dorothy Ashby,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Boz Scaggs,
Eric Dolphy,
Peter & Gordon,
Neil Young,
Henry Cow,
Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor, Cecil Taylor.
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.