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 Bahamas and from Calgary.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Chic show in New York.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Hong Kong and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille 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 marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay 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 JFA to the jazz kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
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 Vladislav Delay. All the underground hits.
All Little Man tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Von Mondo record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk 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 linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sun Ra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Metal Thangz,
Magazine,
The Velvet Underground,
Masta Ace, Craig G, Kool G Rap, Big Daddy Kane,
Bauhaus,
Agitation Free,
Shoche,
Cecil Taylor,
Pharoah Sanders,
Minor Threat,
Von Mondo,
Easy Going,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
Althea and Donna,
Man Eating Sloth,
Camberwell Now,
Minutemen,
London Community Gospel Choir,
Quantec,
The Dirtbombs,
Alton Ellis,
Index,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Tubeway Army,
Deadbeat,
Rekid,
The Busters,
Moebius,
DJ Sneak,
Letta Mbulu,
Scott Walker,
the Human League,
Crime,
Scientists,
Ossler,
The Dead C,
Piero Umiliani,
The Sisters of Mercy,
Jeff Mills,
The Evens,
Chris Corsano,
The Fire Engines,
Oblivians,
The Cure,
David Axelrod,
Cybotron,
Smog,
The Real Kids,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Mary Jane Girls,
Motorama,
Television Personalities,
Buzzcocks,
Todd Terry,
The Pop Group,
Eli Mardock,
Sam Rivers,
Crash Course in Science,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Arthur Verocai,
The Alarm Clocks,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog, Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog.
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.