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 Kiribati and from Spokane.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
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 1964 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in New York and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Spokane 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 1975 at the first Throbbing Gristle practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen 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 Big Daddy Kane to the rap kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
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 China Crisis. All the underground hits.
All L. Decosne tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Au Pairs record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal techno hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Fugazi,
The Flesh Eaters,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Quantec,
OOIOO,
Sonic Youth,
B.T. Express,
MC5,
Lonnie Liston Smith,
Yusef Lateef,
Boredoms,
Q and Not U,
Charles Mingus,
Amazonics,
Faust,
The Misunderstood,
In Retrospect,
the Association,
John Cale,
Intrusion,
Bad Manners,
Massinfluence,
the Normal,
Nick Fraelich,
The Gap Band,
The Fire Engines,
Absolute Body Control,
The Mojo Men,
Avey Tare,
Ossler,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oneida,
Bill Wells,
Essential Logic,
David Axelrod,
Dave Gahan,
Groovy Waters,
Ken Boothe,
Alice Coltrane,
Scrapy,
ABC,
the Human League,
Lakeside,
Mr. Review,
Barclay James Harvest,
The Count Five,
the Bar-Kays,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Anakelly,
Con Funk Shun,
Roy Ayers,
Skriet,
Infiniti,
Gang Starr,
Y Pants,
The Doobie Brothers,
Babytalk,
Popol Vuh,
Icehouse,
Sound Behaviour,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos, The Blues Magoos.
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.