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 Montenegro and from Winnipeg.
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 1973.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lyon.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Halifax 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 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed 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 Urselle to the techno 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 Yazoo. All the underground hits.
All Metal Thangz tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every AZ 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 '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a spring reverb and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Josef K record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your chamberlin and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a chamberlin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Fatback Band,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers,
Jacques Brel,
The Durutti Column,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
Excepter,
Technova,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
10cc,
Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel,
Das Ding,
Can,
The Moody Blues,
The Motions,
Livin' Joy,
Judy Mowatt,
Rod Modell,
the Bar-Kays,
Gil Scott Heron,
The Detroit Cobras,
Flash Fearless,
Idris Muhammad,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Alton Ellis,
LL Cool J,
The Last Poets,
Main Source,
Cluster,
Magma,
John Lydon,
Model 500,
H. Thieme,
Moebius,
Spoonie Gee,
Sällskapet,
Massinfluence,
Grandmaster Flash,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Subhumans,
The Cure,
Deakin,
Andrew Hill,
Scientists,
Max Romeo,
Mars,
Intrusion,
The Dirtbombs,
Animal Collective,
Boredoms,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Count Five,
The Standells,
Maleditus Sound,
The Electric Prunes,
Funky Four + One,
The United States of America,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
The Remains,
Letta Mbulu,
Theoretical Girls,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan, Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan.
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.