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 Cameroon and from Milan.
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 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Seoul.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Paris 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 Selda practice in a loft in Istanbul.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers 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 LL Cool J to the rap kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
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 Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All Throbbing Gristle tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Brass Construction record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a güiro and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Justin Hinds & The Dominoes record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your rhodes and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a rhodes.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
F. McDonald,
Surgeon,
Essential Logic,
The Names,
Josef K,
Sly & The Family Stone,
Funky Four + One,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Sarah Menescal,
David Axelrod,
Slave,
Bill Wells,
Derrick May,
Yellowson,
The Techniques,
Ornette Coleman,
Sight & Sound,
The Monks,
Pantaleimon,
Kas Product,
Bauhaus,
The Music Machine,
The New Christs,
Index,
Young Marble Giants,
Al Stewart,
Gang Starr,
N.O.R.E. Featuring Pharrell,
Matthew Bourne,
Wings,
Donald Byrd,
Black Pus,
Sam Rivers,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Morten Harket,
Intrusion,
Maleditus Sound,
The Evens,
Sound Behaviour,
Lee Hazlewood,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Kango’s Stein Massive,
Eve St. Jones,
The Cure,
The Slits,
Toni Rubio,
Junior Murvin,
Marc Almond,
Supertramp,
Jeru the Damaja,
Frankie Knuckles,
Dual Sessions,
Althea and Donna,
MC5,
Scrapy,
New York Dolls,
Archie Shepp,
Malaria!,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Cal Tjader,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice, The Black Dice.
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.