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 Taiwan and from Cairo.
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 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Shanghai 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 Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie 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 Jandek to the funk 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 Cymande. All the underground hits.
All Eric B and Rakim tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Sam Rivers record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash 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 a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kas Product record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar 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 Techniques,
Rapeman,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Junior Murvin,
Cluster,
DJ Sneak,
Steve Hackett,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Josef K,
Byron Stingily,
Bang On A Can,
Agent Orange,
Deadbeat,
Crash Course in Science,
Terry Callier,
Lee Hazlewood,
Marvin Gaye,
Hot Snakes,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Brass Construction,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
The Buckinghams,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Chris & Cosey,
Kevin Saunderson,
Funkadelic,
Tommy Roe,
Television,
Arcadia,
Patti Smith,
The Remains,
The Barracudas,
Ice-T,
The Selecter,
Strawberry Alarm Clock,
Neil Young,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Fear,
Talk Talk,
Sight & Sound,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
The Mighty Diamonds,
The Dave Clark Five,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Franke,
Lalann,
Silicon Teens,
Lou Reed,
Andrew Hill,
Eden Ahbez,
Kenny Larkin,
Index,
Blancmange,
The Trojans,
EPMD,
Lebanon Hanover,
Scratch Acid,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
The Leaves,
June of 44,
Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav, Nils Olav.
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.