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 Armenia and from Stockholm.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Milan 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 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the arpeggiator sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer 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 Be Bop Deluxe to the rock 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 Aswad. All the underground hits.
All Lightning Bolt tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every the Swans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal disco hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a clarinet and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Rotary Connection record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Eric Dolphy,
Dark Day,
Lightning Bolt,
Au Pairs,
Drive Like Jehu,
Eddi Front,
Zero Boys,
Agitation Free,
Zapp,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pierre Henry,
Dennis Brown,
JFA,
Big Daddy Kane,
Crime,
June Days,
Leonard Cohen,
The Divine Comedy,
Mantronix,
The Flesh Eaters,
Rekid,
Alton Ellis,
Kerrie Biddell,
Pet Shop Boys,
The Fugs,
Peter & Gordon,
Khruangbin,
Alphaville,
The Residents,
Subhumans,
Glambeats Corp.,
Unrelated Segments,
Danielle Patucci,
Rotary Connection,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Terrestrial Tones,
Grandmaster Flash,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
The Saints,
Pantaleimon,
Gastr Del Sol,
Grauzone,
Absolute Body Control,
Arthur Verocai,
Das Ding,
Eric B and Rakim,
Liliput,
The Mojo Men,
Theoretical Girls,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
The Durutti Column,
Spandau Ballet,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Nick Fraelich,
The Beau Brummels,
Popol Vuh,
Avey Tare,
Erasure,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Boz Scaggs,
The Smoke,
K-Klass,
Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus, Charles Mingus.
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.