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 Solomon Islands and from Taipei.
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 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tehran 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 at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the harpsichord 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 Young Marble Giants to the crunk 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 The Offenders. All the underground hits.
All Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Associates 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and an arpeggiator and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Golliwogs record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Pharoah Sanders,
Supertramp,
Brick,
KRS-One,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Public Image Ltd.,
Freddie Wadling,
Rekid,
Pet Shop Boys,
Bang on a Can All-Stars,
Bluetip,
Kerrie Biddell,
Minutemen,
The Misunderstood,
Danielle Patucci,
The Vogues,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Dark Day,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Nirvana,
the Slits,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Loose Ends,
Aaron Thompson,
The Sonics,
The Birthday Party,
ABC,
Animal Collective,
Eric Copeland,
Alice Coltrane,
LL Cool J,
Drexciya,
The Smoke,
Johnny Osbourne,
Crooked Eye,
Tres Demented,
Neu!,
Glambeats Corp.,
The Divine Comedy,
Marine Girls,
The Trojans,
DNA,
the Bar-Kays,
Slick Rick,
the Association,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds,
Heaven 17,
John Coltrane,
Isaac Hayes,
Sugar Minott,
Mr. Review,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Manfred Mann's Earth Band,
U.S. Maple,
The Zeros,
Panda Bear,
Yellowson,
Agent Orange,
The Five Americans,
Sarah Menescal,
The Leaves,
Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian, Brand Nubian.
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.