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 China and from Houston.
But I was there.
I was there in 1975.
I was there at the first Throbbing Gristle 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 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Delhi and Tehran.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Cairo 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 Neu! practice in a loft in Düsseldorf.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine 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 Essential Logic to the disco kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
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 Marshall Jefferson. All the underground hits.
All Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Drive Like Jehu record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sight & Sound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought a marimba.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a chamberlin.
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,
Lakeside,
Brass Construction,
Gang of Four,
Von Mondo,
Neil Young,
The Misunderstood,
Guru Guru,
Erykah Badu,
Mary Jane Girls,
Eric Copeland,
The Count Five,
Delta 5,
Soul Sonic Force,
Byron Stingily,
The Slits,
Eyeless In Gaza,
David Bowie,
Bobby Hutcherson,
Crime,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Jeru the Damaja,
Sex Pistols,
Lightning Bolt,
In Retrospect,
Aswad,
The Doors,
Unwound,
JFA,
Moebius,
Pete Rock & C.L. Smooth,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
The Seeds,
Mandrill,
Make Up,
Barrington Levy,
Sexual Harrassment,
EPMD,
Lower 48,
Public Image Ltd.,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Last Poets,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
F. McDonald,
Ice-T,
Derrick May,
Glenn Branca,
The Monochrome Set,
Cecil Taylor,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Roy Ayers,
Kerri Chandler,
Toni Rubio,
Grauzone,
Electric Prunes,
Thompson Twins,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Moby Grape,
The Moody Blues,
Con Funk Shun,
Barry Ungar,
Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas, Black Bananas.
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.