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 Korea North and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Bowie show in Bromley.
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 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Taipei and Milan.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Columbus 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 snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald 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 Pet Shop Boys to the grunge 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 Grandmaster Flash. All the underground hits.
All Tres Demented tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Michelle Simonal record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance 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 an oboe and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Second Layer record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a rhodes.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Ronnie Foster,
Groovy Waters,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Walker Brothers,
Glenn Branca,
Yusef Lateef,
Black Flag,
Unrelated Segments,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Cowsills,
Sparks,
John Lydon,
Duran Duran,
8 Eyed Spy,
Scan 7,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Von Mondo,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magma,
Barclay James Harvest,
Gang of Four,
Inner City,
New York Dolls,
Sarah Menescal,
Maleditus Sound,
Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
X-102,
Panda Bear,
Trumans Water,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Soft Cell,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
Pagans,
Model 500,
Iggy Pop,
Sound Behaviour,
Dual Sessions,
F. McDonald,
the Soft Cell,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
a-ha,
The Real Kids,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Subhumans,
ABBA,
Bobbi Humphrey,
the Association,
Deadbeat,
Amazonics,
Lalann,
the Slits,
Funkadelic,
JFA,
Nirvana,
Gil Scott Heron,
AZ,
Royal Trux,
Matthew Halsall,
Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra, Sun Ra Arkestra.
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.