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 Iraq and from Milan.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Buzzcocks show in Bolton.
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 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Johannesburg and Paris.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto 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 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the synthesizer 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 John Holt to the grunge kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
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 In Retrospect. All the underground hits.
All Byron Stingily tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Bauhaus 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 '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a chamberlin and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Sonic Youth record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
EPMD,
Warren Ellis,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Dual Sessions,
Minnie Riperton,
Youth Brigade,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
These Immortal Souls,
Banda Bassotti,
Section 25,
The Detroit Cobras,
Smog,
Ronan,
Fifty Foot Hose,
Throbbing Gristle,
The Barracudas,
Ultravox,
Jeff Mills,
Kerrie Biddell,
Jesper Dahlback,
Boz Scaggs,
John Lydon,
Dennis Brown,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Gladiators,
Josef K,
Moebius,
Eurythmics,
Barrington Levy,
Groovy Waters,
Sällskapet,
Kas Product,
Chris Corsano,
China Crisis,
The Monochrome Set,
Liliput,
Fat Boys,
Bobby Byrd,
The Kinks,
Pagans,
Niagra,
Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra,
Rites of Spring,
Fugazi,
The Doors,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Newcleus,
Major Organ And The Adding Machine,
Cheater Slicks,
Main Source,
Gang Green,
Lou Reed,
Royal Trux,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Cymande,
Das Ding,
Jeru the Damaja,
Popol Vuh,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Names,
JFA,
Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti, Fela Kuti.
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.